Mom moved deliberately, transferring only a small amount of dessert each time. She seemed to be aware that I was watching and I sensed she was pleased...by the attention. Time moved slowly and I had the strangest feeling that Mom and I were momentarily in a world of our own.Mom got some French vanilla ice cream from the fridge and began scooping small amounts of ice cream into each bowl. Despite the glacial movement of her arms, her hips swayed with each dollop of ice cream. When she was. I feel your hot cum in my pussy and my body continues to spasm. You pull out of my cunt and I whimper. You say, “Not to worry Pet, Lila’s going to take care of you.” You look at Lila and say, “Get on your knees and make her cum one more time.” She drops in front of me and glues her lips to my pussy. She sucks your cum from me as you stand beside me, kissing my lips. You pull back and say, “How does she feel, Pet?” I moan and say, “Her tongue is incredible.” We look down and watch as she attacks. I meet his sexual needs. As he fell silent, I asked,"Do you sleep together?" "No, I moved to the daylight bedroom after confronting her."He’s given up the marriage bed when she should. Now he’s a man not milked?"Sex?" No, no, not since the confrontation, before excuses not to, if we did, acted as if she was doing a favor.Never, ever, let hubby go around un-milked! “I'm trying to correct my shortcomings she pointed out, try to be romantic. I tell her I love her, give her time to. Little by little she started to collect up some of her cum and taste it, which very soon turned into her either cumming into her hand and licking it all off or cumming on her stomach and collecting it all up and swallowing it. This became a regular occurrence and Carrie really looked forward to having a mouthful of cum as she wanked. A couple of times she got questioned by friends and people at work when she hadn’t quite got all the nail varnish off. She gave a few feeble excuses about helping.