The woman that I lived with, had taken for granted, and gotten used too, looked sexy as hell lying there on that bed. How in the hell had I let myself...forget that my wife was a fox? Why had it taken a sordid affair like this to suddenly open my eyes to what had been there all along? Lying on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, legs spread slightly showing some small globs of cum on her pussy lips - I suddenly wanted to fuck her myself. Given that I love my wife and given the sudden realization. “There is something else I would like to show you. I ask again: do you trust me?”“And I say again: with my life, Dave,” Madeleine replied with a giggle.“Be right back,” he grinned before disappearing under the covers.“David? Where are you goOOOOOHH!!!”Madeleine couldn’t believe what he was doing. Dave had kissed his way up the insides of her legs and was now lapping at her entrance with his tongue. The sensations were incredible; it was as if she was on fire, yet had no desire for the flames to. He immediately took me to his makeshift bathroom and I vomited everything."Are you ok??" he asked.I just nodded.He had a glass of water in his hands and I drank it with one gulp.He slowly brought me and made me rest on the bed again.Using a towel,he wiped off the semen from my face,breasts,while I was trying to come with terms on what I just did."Since you made me happy,let me make u happy" the old man said standing at the edge of the bed near my legs.He first kissed my toes one by one.and then. She could just hear the car start.Paul eased himself from the cupboard and moved over to the window, Standing just out of sight, he watched for a while.“He’s gone,” he said at last, turning to look at his naked mother. “Short and sweet, wasn’t it?”“That describes your father’s cock,” she said.“He didn’t bring you off,”“No!”“Guess we’d better rectify that, hadn’t we,” the boy said climbing onto the bed. “Tongue or prick?”“Both!”“Mmmmm. I love my whore mother.”“Better than all your little.