Actually, you're right: everyone needs some down time. But let Sweetie be the judge of that. After all, isn't he the 'man of the house' now, as you li...e to say?"Susan nodded in understanding. "Definitely! He certainly is that!" She stared into his eyes with a look of pure desire.Satisfied, Suzanne walked her through a sexy style of taking her clothes off.The Queen song playing was "You're My Best Friend," but since that wasn't highly danceable, she just grooved and gyrated her hips a. He looked at the floor and said “about 20 times.” “Really Peter. Wrong. I have spanked you 32 times.” He looked at me, but was not surprised. “And what did I promise you last time?” Silence. “About being spanked in private?” I suggested. Still silence, but he was starting to fidget. He knew all right. “I have always waited until we are alone before spanking you. Do you realise how inconvenient it is, having to wait for the house to be empty. Well, it’s very inconvenient.” . “Closer!” Beth demanded, encouraging him with another rough, ass-fucking push. His face pressed nearer to the business end of his cock, only several inches away. A dribble of precum oozed from the flared, pulsing tip, dripping down onto his chest. “Now open your pretty little whore mouth.” Bobby stared down the length of his prick, the throbbing fleshy shaft pointed directly at his face. His mother’s perverted intent dawned on him. With little dignity left to lose, he abandoned himself to. “I see you and Marcia always get along with each other, Tom”“What you mean with that, Ted?”“Well, since I know you since college, I must warn you about having the prospects of a woman like her working with you in your office”“Come on! I am married and I love my wife!”“Give me a break, Tom… don’t you tell me that, if you had the opportunity, you wouldn’t have an affair with Marcia or someone else here”“Of course not. Stop talking like that, Ted”“I am sorry, buddy, but I must say you must take.