"These are awards you won?" "Yes, and notice how they're in a box?" No wonder she was upset, he thought. Brody set the box aside; he had no idea what ...o say. Ryan waited for him to say something, and snapped when he didn't. "Notice how they aren't even up on a damned refrigerator, because they have nothing to do with kicking a fucking ball around? Do you know how frustrating it is to go there? I don't know why I worried about introducing you; you're an athlete." "Look, I—" "The next time I see. I contented myself with the vision I had seen and wanked often recalling her massive tits. Two months after we returned home, I had an accident on my motor cycle and was bed ridden for a month with badly broken legs, as my wife worked my mother in law moved in to nurse me through the day, nothing sexual happened but the tension was obvious on both sides. As she rubbed lotion onto the tops of my legs her hand would deliberatly brush against my balls and cock and with a chuckle she would. I moan and try to nod. "Good. Fuck, your mouth feels so good, mommy. You're such a good little cocksucker," he moans. He gives both of my tits a few more hard slaps. I reach my hands down to rub my clit, so turned on by this sudden change in our dynamic. He notices that, and chuckles in a mean way. "Oh mommy, you really are such a perfect little whore. I've turned you into my fucktoy, my set of holes to use as I please, and that makes you want to touch yourself?" He makes fun of me and. She was laid back on the sofa, still naked, and he was kneeling in front of her working his cock in and out of her pussy. Her ankles were on his shoulders, her legs running up his chest, which had brought her ass up off the sofa. Oh shit… oh shit… oh shit…, she was grunting in time with his pounding. Todd was transfixed by my wifes tits bouncing back and forth in time with his thrusts. I couldnt watch… I wandered into the dining room and opened the laptop. Ooohhh fuck… oh fuck… OOOHHH…, my wife.