We ran for the bedroom and jumped in bed eager to get started. his mom came in a few minute and said goodnight and as she closed the door she said o "...ave fun". We looked at each other and giggled, we intended to. As soon as the door closed we shed our pajamas and I started on his asshole first useing the stir stick then spending some time licking it, then it was my turn and spent a long time licking mine then we were ready to start playing with our cocks. Again I started by useing the fur to. Nothing felt as great. Her lips, soft, sweet, my hand slowly tracing her cheek. My heart raced, knowing there was never a moment I felt more. She gripped my hand, stood on her toes and kissed me once more, quickly, softly, with a smile. “I had to make sure I remembered it right,” she winked. She let go of my hand as she turned to walk away. “Goodnight Caleb. My Caleb.” That night I lay in bed, unable to move, paralyzed in the reliving of that first kiss. I called her every weekend, and finally,. So after resting some, she took my cock in her hand and fondled it gently. As it rose to attention, she went down, and gently took it in her mouth. Caressing it slowly with her tongue. She played with it for a while and then sat back again in bed and continued to play with my cock, with her hand. She asked me if I was enjoying it. -Sure, hun, it feels wonderful. -Hun, are you happy, she asked me!-Off course I’m happy, why do you ask?-You have been a bit off lately, she said. And my cock went a. Lawrence was especially enthused with the last hour. Brad asked good, thought provoking questions that showed his interest with learning more about his wife. That was a very good sign; and Terri answered every question as completely and honestly as she possibly could. If more married couples communicated like this, she thought, she'd be out of a job."Dr. Lawrence," Brad spoke as they were getting ready to leave, "what about talking to each other. You didn't want us to do that before, what about.