" I propped myself up on my elbows and looked down at the tosseled and blonde-streaked hair of my wicked wife—her eyes, just slits of lust as her n...se grazed the underside of my rigid pole. She was doing as I said, she had my balls in her mouth---sucking, savoring, running her lusciously soft tongue over them, coating them with her slippery slick saliva. It felt sooo good—nasty fuckin’ good! And, as she let them slowly fall from her mouth, a long line of drool hung from her lips. And she. As we sat on the bed she caressed my body and kissed me on the mouth, something streetwalkers seldom did. She sucked my cock, taking her time, caressing my balls, complimenting me on the size of my equipment. I was horny as hell, and quickly hard as a rock. She worked a condom onto my shaft, then lay back on the bed and opened her legs. I could hear the television in the next room, two people talking in there, through the thin walls. That made it all the more exciting. I settled between. Terrified, she looked in it and saw picture after picture of her and her father hugging or posing together.“My sweet girl, you must be wondering what the punishment is. I merely thought your time with your father was so sweet and touching. Now you’re task is simple. You’re going to touch yourself while you think about your loving doting daddy. You must look at his picture and imagine him touching you, and you must want it. While you’re doing that, you must whisper dirty things about your. I'd been with his manhood many times and each was amazing. I lowered his shorts to fully reveal his hard sex.I took a moment just to look at him. A little over five inches of pre cum tipped sexual fulfillment. He was cut allowing his sexy bulbous head to be seen at all times. My mouth was watering as my tongue darted out to lick the pearl at the tip. The taste sent another surge to my cock, now sticking lewdly out of my panties. My mouth, ready to pleasure him yet again, was watering. I put the.