After a few minutes of this cying shit the stupid bit of gash then thanks me for being so kind and starts saying sorry for everything, I thought that ...aying nothing might get the cunt to leave but no, the cunt starts to reach for my cock, which now is trying to crawl inside my body.I say lets not, did not mention the fact that idea of fucking that massive gash only makes me want to laugh.So I grab a blanket and head out to sleep on the sofa and leave the gaping vag to sleep in my bed. I get on. He told a couple of stories and as he talked, I slowly began to caress Theresa under the water running my hand up and down her thigh. Theresa leaned her head back against me and closed her eyes. It was Phil that finally noticed that Tess was pretty far gone from the hot water and wine, so he suggested that she go lay down on the bed in their spare bedroom. She drowsily agreed and I helped her out of the tub where she picked up her towel and wrapped herself loosely. She then tried to walk into. There's something about fire and an open hearth that makes a house a home," Sheila said, as she tapped the ash off her cigarette into an empty water glass which doubled as an ashtray."Let's take a walk. I've got a few things to show you guys," Sheila motioned for us to follow her as she exited the control room.I couldn't help smiling. Sheila was beginning to sound like one of those infomercials on late night television. Just as she gilds the lily with more features than you could possibly. - The hubby: always sees what happens, but is not always allowed to touch, or even approach his wife. Every single time he comes, it is only on my command and with my permission, and he always has to lick and swallow the cum 100%.I brief the wife before the session, I tell her the answers she has to give when I ask her things, I explain to her that she should not think about her hubby's feelings, as this is something purely sexual, that it will not affect their real life relationship, that the.