At first, she had been ambivalent about Tom, but after she saw us playing our little "quote games" she admitted she was jealous. "I wish I could do th...t with Neil, but we usually just wind up talking about 'the Hawks'," she lamented. When we were about to leave, Wanda took his hand in hers and uttered, "'Parting is such sweet sorrow'."Tom kissed Wanda's hand and finished the quote, "That I shall say good night till it be morrow."I laughed, now knowing that Tom had won over everyone in my family. (That's the initials for "Fucked Up Beyond All Recognition.") And it took Moose, Brenda, Connie and me to straighten things out while Homer stayed home and got his dick made happy. He would think with that thing if he could. He sure tries.Anyway, what happened was that Connie had opened bank accounts for all of us and an extra one for "operating expenses" as she called them. That account was for buying food, paying traffic tickets and all the other needful things of life. Then we had retirement. After he had soaked the end of the dildo; Gloria ordered him to lie back and open his legs wide; then she put three pillows under his arse and raised his anal ring up to gain easier access; she told him she wanted to see his face as she fucked him and more than that she wanted him to see her face as he felt what a woman felt to be fucked. Slowly but firmly she pushed the dildo up her husband’s arse and once she felt he had taken a reasonable length she asked him how it felt; an almost. It reminds me of a real paddle, it is so big.” Spank, Spank, and Spank! It really stung and it warmed up my whole lower body. Then I heard the door open. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to disrupt you,” someone said. “Be sure to demonstrate the new bath brush we got in. The men are buying a lot of them.” “Good idea. Can you bring me one?” “Sure. Be right back.” “We got these new bath brushes in. They are lightweight but the brush is very big and flat on them. Most men buy those for their wife’s too. How.