”She hugged me tight, thighs locked about my waist as she trembled. “I don't care. You're my bard. Not hers! Not that slut! Mine!”Her pussy milk...d my cock. She undulated beneath me, working her cumming pussy on my dick. I groaned, shuddering as the final blast of my cum spurted into her depths. I grunted, pleasure shooting through my body.But she wasn't done. She kept working her hips, kept fucking me. And I was a changeling. I stayed hard, pleasure shivering through my body as her fingernails. She kissed and squeezes and sizes up the massive bulge from different sides and angles of my dick before slowly revealing it, my balls already swinging low and loose from increased temperature gained on account of your wife's insanely sexy care and attention shown, face against it and all. The tightness of the compression shorts almost as if airtight. Trapping and building up the natural hormone scent of my large genitals that she is to shortly fall in love with, and once the briefs are low. She turned to me.“These look pretty. Do I detect your handiwork here?”“I just thought she should look her best for you.”“I agree. They look at their best when hard. Was she any trouble?”“I made it clear to her that trouble was not a good idea and she seemed to agree with me. She was docile throughout.”She turned back to Sylvia who was still standing as she had been instructed, her eyes fixed firmly to the floor. She reached out and lifted her chin, forcing her to look into her eyes. She planted. " No Mother. I am not coming out of my room. I am not watching any videos on your computer, and despite the fact that this is more than I've said to you in the past week, I am not talking to you. Now go the fuck away!" Meagan..." Fuck off!"Debbie sighed. "Fine, I'm fucking off now. I'm going to run some errands and go to the grocery. Is there anything in particular you want me to get for when I leave food outside your door?" When she didn't get a response from her daughter, Debbie continued..