I asked Fran what the ring was for and she told me it helps her last longer and build up a lot more cum. I got a face full but wished it had gone into...my mouth. It was getting to dinner time and I said I should go home. Fran made it clear I was going nowhere and we had dinner together. She ordered a pizza. When it came, Fran put on a housecoat then we went into the kitchen naked. We went into the living room and had a couple drinks and smoked some joints. I was sitting between them on the couch. Her mom ran don the hallway from our door in a look of horror.My wife was freaked out about it. "OH MY GOD! How long you think she has been standing there" "Oh my god did she see us fucking" I laughed and said "Baby she had to hear us earlier that is why she was in her room playing with her pussy earlier and then she heard us again and she happen to see us through the door way" "It is ok baby nothing happen she will get over it and so will we just relax" I told my wife. I could tell my wife was. I opened the door and quickly surveyed the room. There was nothing and no-one around. My heart sank.As I walked into the room, closing the door behind me, my Dad came out of the kitchen wielding a leather belt that he periodically slashed across his hand.“Five I said, not five thirty.”I stared at the belt hitting his hand. Fearful dread crossed my face, but I was glowing inside. I waited for him to take the lead.“Over here, young woman.”I strode towards the table. My lips pouting as I once. She took another drink from the bottle, draining the remaining red juice, I untied my robe and it fell open revealing my semi-hard 10 inch black cock. My balls, each the size of a small orange, hung loosely in their sack. Ashley reached up with her right hand and guided my cock into her mouth while she wildly rubbed at her sexually inflamed cunt beneath her panties."Look at her, Annie. She's paying it all back. Four hundred years of oppression. It feels so right to finally be making.