Our cousin Diana came up to us as we were getting out of the car at the funeral home. “Y’all traveled together?”“Yep,” Beck said. “No sens... in two cars making the trip.”I think she should’ve stopped there, but Beck likes to explain stuff. “He’s divorced and I’m a widow and we can travel together quite well.”“You drove up in one day?”“No,” Beck explained. “Hotel. Two beds. Not the first time we slept in the same room, you know...”“Yeah,” Diana said. “I remember us on pallets on the floor and all. “It’s not how bad you’ve been.” He replied. “It’s how bad you’re going to be.” With that, he gave her a teasing spank across her belly. Mark walked around the right side of the bed so that he was standing over Angie’s face. She knew what he wanted, and what she wanted. She opened her mouth wide for Mark’s stiff cock. Mark grabbed her by the back of her head with his right hand and handled the whip in his left. Angie’s lips wrapped tight around the shaft and she ran her tongue firmly against. Trembling, she moved towards the candle, bending slightly to blow out the flame, when she felt his hands on her arms. Turning she looked up at him in confusion. “Sir...?”Bending over her, he lifted her face to his gently and kissed her softly on the lips. “No, child, leave the candle lit. I wish to see you in all your glory.” Her eyes widened at the thought of being seen naked by a man, but after all, he was her husband now! Dunrossiter gently led her to the foot of the bed. Laying his large. What a wonderful sight and feeling! I love it! I'm such a slut for her and her toys.When I see others couples together, I wonder if they have similar bedroom activity. I find it hard to believe that we are the only ones that enjoy this extreme type of role reversal. It's not like that's all we do though. We still frequently have traditional sex. Loving, romantic sex that is quiet and sweet as well as hot, sweaty, hair pulling sex that is loud and rough. Both kinds have their place. I love.