You will be free of me with time to decide what you want. If you want to come back, you will give me sex and plenty of it. If you refuse me my marital...rights to sex, then just stay home and we will divorce. You ate sex and I don’t want to force you. It has to be enjoyable to be right. The next day we were on a plane to St. Louis. She was no happier. Now she was crying and worried about being at home where her problems began. I suggest she get into therapy. Then if that was successful, we could. Usne mana kiya ki mujh se nahi hoga tab mere bar bar manane per use usne chusna start kiya or chute chuste kho he gayi.. mere anad ki koi seema nahi thi jo m yanha bayan kar saku. Mujh bahot anad aaya. An maine use bed per leta liya or upar chad gaya or use kis karne laga .. usne chuda kar dheere se kaan me kaha ki ab bardas nahi hota . please fuck me .Ab m dheere se neeche aa gaya or uski chut ko unglee se sahlane laga or nancy madhose ho gayi or boli please mat tadpao please… or aahh oohhhhh. ”“I’ll have to try that out,” I panted, pulling back myself. “Now that you’ve broken in Mom’s throat.”Dad winked at me.I fucked Bimbo’s gullet. I thrust my cock in and out of her. I buried to the hilt down her throat and then drew back over and over again. My balls smacked into her chin. The sounds were so exciting. Her fingernails bit into my flesh, holding me tight as I fucked her face with my passion.Every plunge down her gullet built that itch at the tip of my cock. That aching need to just. ” I answered between gasping breaths.“Joy you may want to stop using the term vagina. It sounds too clinical. I prefer the word pussy.” Mark said with a smile as he added a third finger.“God you’re fingers feel so good in my pussy.” I replied.Patty moaned and I turned my head to look at her. She was rubbing the tip of the vibrator on her lips. The vibrator glistened from the coating of her pussy juice and I watched as she slowly pushed it into her mouth and moaned a second time.Mark continued.