"So, honey, tell me, do you use protection?" he asked."Sure, Daddy," she replied. "I use it. I'm on control. I don't want to get knocked up." That's g...od, honey," he said, stroking her arm. "Stay on it." he shifted his body till he was pressed tightly against her side. His prick was rigid and throbbing—it had stiffened to its full length and thickness.He moved his hand from her arm and stroked her cheek. "You know I love you, honey, and only want to look out for you and see that nothing bad. I couldn’t take any more and finally begged her to stop, my body still convulsing. She reluctantly pulled away, smiling as she pulled her fingers from my sopping pussy. After a minute to catch my breath, I hungrily took Henry’s cock in my mouth. I took his balls in my hands and gently stroked them as he started fucking my mouth again. He moaned deeply as he continued to savage my nipples. Marty had now moved up on the bed and leaned down to kiss Henry’s deeply. “You taste like pussy,” he. He watched her little button rise, getting stiff right before his eyes.?Mmm, feels nice doesn’t it? Look at that, you are already getting wet, that pussy not listening to you honey? Here’s the thing bitch, don’t you DARE cum? unless I give you explicit instructions to? Got it???God, he wanted to fuck her. He wanted nothing more than to tie her face down, ass up and take that little hole. His cock jumped and strained at the thought. But, he was going to teach her a lesson first. Watching. As the younger kids got off to school, she glanced at the clock again, almost eight-fifteen; time to wake her husband. They had been up late last night, and she’d let him sleep, probably longer than she should have. He would need to be at work by eight-forty-five, to ensure he was on time; the roads were crap again. It had been warmer yesterday, then it dipped below freezing again last night and snowed. Between the slush freezing, and the new snow, it was going to be rough driving. She woke.