Then, come November, when Sam was home for Thanksgiving, She would make John watch his son fuck his wife. Then he would clean her as he was doing now....In six months, Jaime’s life had taken a new turn. She rubbed her husband’s head, “Lick mama clean! She has big plans for you!”“Oh, John, I am so tired! I could just sit here and sleep.”John kissed his wife between her large breasts. “Just relax baby, I’ll take care of you!” John slid down and kissed Jaimie’s sweaty belly.“Oh, John, that feels so. “Excuse me, I brought you your wine,” he said hating to interrupt the sexual display.“I sorry, we sort of got carried away having some sexy fun. Fifteen years of marriage and I feel like we’re still on our honeymoon fucking our brains out,” she boldly remarked.“No need to apologize to me,” he smiled a glance at her pussy and placing the wine on the table.“I bet you have seen all sorts of sexy stuff happen in here.”“Apparently not enough,” he joked.“Then you wouldn’t mind if my husband continues. She glanced at the image again, blowing it up so she could study it in detail. “Isn’t that your cane? What ever happened to that one? You’re using a different one today.”“I switch them out every now and then, so I don’t wear them out.”“Come on, Dad. The circumstantial evidence is piling up, and you’re sinking farther beneath your denials. Is that you or not?”He glanced towards the kitchen, sighed and leaned forward, resting on his elbows. “Look, don’t tell your Mom. I don’t want her to worry,. ” Louisa eyed her. “Come over here,” she beckoned. “Something wrong?” “No. Just come closer and stand in the light.” Maddie tottered forward, skirts swishing across the tissue strewn floor. “Okay, hold still.” Louisa straightened Maddie’s tiara and pushed her veil away from her face. Then, wetting a finger, she wiped lipstick smudges from around her mouth. “That’s better.” “Thank you. That it?” “Toilet paper stuck to your shoe. Quite a long piece.” “Oh yeah… thanks.” “You’re welcome. Now then,.