Richie could never get enough of her. She was like a drug to him. He pushed her flat on her back and took control. He caught a whiff of her excitement... mixed with the scent of baby powder and field flowers. She had a golden tan and there were white triangles surrounding her areolas, evidence of the black bikini that was her weekend uniform. He devoured her breasts, switching from one to the other. He kissed, nipped and suckled, hungrily. Her hands were holding his blond head tightly, not. He´d be laying down quietly until i came into the lounge undressed. when i fired up the laptop his eyes would fix on me, his ears prick up, and his tail would thump a steady tempo on the carpet. when i was ready and wet, i´d pat my pussy and he´d come running over and lap happily at my wetness.tonight though, i was already laying on the floor spread, my descision half made.as he pleasured me, i moved round to be under him like i normally do to let him use my mouth as a pussy. his cock was hard. Full time school for both is only a year or so away and I can find a part-time job then.Life was a Norman Rockwell picture. But was it? No it wasn't. My husband's moods were and are like a yo-yo. One minute he's sweet, considerate and affectionate but the next minute something would set him off. Like the dog's poop in the basement or the kids toys not put away. Usually something small, usually no reason to scream but he would scream. The other issue was our sex life, or lack there of.I had been. When I got my whole dicklubed up I started to really get into it. Especially since I was home alone; I made lots of noises. moaning really loud. I gripped my dick hard and rubbed up and down. Being sure to jerk my dick, pulling my head down. After about 10 minutes of this I was close to cumming when I heardsomething; I looked up and saw nothing but a darkened hallway through my open door so I assumed I was loosing it. I continued masturbating, pulling down hard on my cock and massaging my.