One day I got a call at work, it was Jackie. “Meet me at your mom’s in 30 minutes” Something in her voice left no room for objection. So I said ...��I will try!” I looked at my schedule and arranged with a coworker to cover my shift then took off on my bike and rode like the wind, still when I arrived I found Jackie seated in her car. We often used my parent house as a rendezvous because my mom taught school during the day and my dad was away at the farm, the house for most times was empty. We. I could get her to finally perform in other than the missionary position.’ In our whole eighteen years of marriage, I could count the times on one hand when she would allow me other than missionary position, and then they were only doggie style. She had never let me eat her out, or even think of performing oral sex on me. She would not even touch my dick. Her opinion of sex was for one purpose only, to have children. It was a wonder we had any at all, and Heather, our daughter was born nine. 5Ella took the chain from their collars when they reported to her,together for the first time, in the morning. Pepper's eyes wereexceptionally bright this morning, and slave looked full of vigour andready to carry out any command that befell him without the slightesthesitation. Pepper gripped his hand tightly, lest she should suddenlywake from this beautiful dream; she smiled to herself, the tenderness shefelt in her bottom could not be down to any dream, she had been well andtruly fucked and. Again, his eyes left mine for my nipple. Again, he puckered his lips. Again, he lightly kissed my nipple. Again, his lips parted. And again, oh, again, his tongue touched my nipple. As he again stood erect, my eyelids could no longer remain up. Instead, they lowered so that my whole being could relive the experience. An experience, event, that lasted for minutes from the lean to my left nipple to his mouth leaving my right nipple. My eyelids opened anew.Again, Dad looked in my eyes. He then.