The burning need in me to be controlled though would not stay quiet long. My second husband came into my life at that time. He was the complete opposi...e of what I thought that I wanted. He would never lay a hand on me even if I begged him to but he did not mind tying me up and sexually torturing me till I was begging him for release. I once again pushed my true nature aside letting it fester under the surface.I can’t honestly say that I wasn’t happy with Butch my second husband because that. I had responsibilities as a mother. “What happened today...”“Just forget about it,” he said, squirming. He grabbed a bottle of sports drink and fled back to his room.I sighed. Step-mom porn... I got out my phone and started googling this. I had to understand what it was. I swallowed and found that it was popular. A subset of MILF porn. That made my jaw drop. My son could be looking at twenty-year-old girls with perfect bodies but instead was watching older women having sex with young. Lazily, my hand strokes my thigh as I watch the actors strip each other. Unconsciously, I pull my shirt up to my waist and lightly run my fingers over my dampening pussy, making contact with my clitoris just as the movie starts to show the first guy's dick spearing in and out of the girl's pussy.Images of that dick flood my mind as I shove my fingers deep in my own pussy, fucking it to the tempo of the fucking on the screen. There is slight movement on the bed but my eyes are glued to the movie. " "You what?" my wife asked. "We were watching the game and I sucked Glen's cock until he came in my mouth and I loved. So why don't you try swallowing my last few shots every once in a while." "Ha, you're fucking with me. You ain't sucked no bodies dick." "He'll be home around eight and you can watch." It was about eight twenty when I finally knocked on his door. My wife had our door cracked, listening. "Hey man what you up to?" I asked. "Just doing some laundry." Glen said carrying a.