She nodded to Richard and he quietly left."Mom, I don't want to be a freak. Do I have to do this?" Terry pleaded with her."No, you don't. I'm sure we'...l land on our feet. No one in the town thinks you are anything other than a great kid, Terry. They would never have asked this unless they had run out of things to do. Charlene, Bobby, Richard and Flora all love you like their own. Think about what it took for them in pride to have to ask." Betty was an intensely practical woman, firmly grounded. Since that time, we’d progressed to actually fucking and meaning it.This had all started with a photography session in our garage. I’d taken some Polaroids at Annie’s request. All mentions of those Polaroids were somewhat in the past now. We were fucking. Instead of me glancing secretly at Annie’s tits, I was now holding them in my hands and sucking her nipples. I was watching them bounce and sway while she rode me. It was dizzying for sure.I continued to take out those Polaroids along with. In the car, I had asked him what I should expect and he avoided answering, instead wanting me to experience it myself. He had brought me to this club a few times, but always early in the evening and it was for business. This was different. This time it was to experience the club during the peak time of action. These clubs had reputations, but the other men of the office were no more help in giving me information that Mr. Nolan wasn’t providing. This was a place that women wanting action baited. My wife then said, "Hmm maybe." As she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. She backed off with a popping sound and again in a questioning voice said, "This could be it." I was proud that she thought my cock was that big but I knew she must be teasing me. As she continued stroking it with both hands she again blurted out, "This could be it, but I'm just not sure." Suddenly my wife stood to her feet. I couldn't believe she was going to say that this oversize cock was her husband's..