”“Morning, hun.”“No workout?”“I’m sure there must be a good excuse not to, but I can’t remember it at the moment.”She harrumphed. �...Sounds like you’re just being lazy!” She had a rather superior look as she said this. Rats! She saw right through me! I gave my best aggrieved and affronted look and denied this, and then got in the shower myself. Through the door she asked, “Are we doing breakfast?”“Don’t we always?”“You know what I mean.”“I’ll make some eggs when I’m dressed. Give me a few. I couldn’t take much because it was so big and hard but I am getting better.” She turned and smiled at Cal, and Jack followed her gaze. The children watched as mom and dad kissed. Cal had slipped mom’s t-shirt off over her head and was mauling her naked breasts which swung free, full and firm, dark pink nipples, standing hard and firm, aureolae about an inch and a half in diameter. Dad’s big hands squeezing and massaging her tits. His forefinger and thumb, pinching each nipple, eliciting a. What would this dinner be like with you? We’ve gotten together a few times before without anyone else, but I’ve never quite known how you felt. I’ve spent too much time over-analyzing the words that you’ve said trying to figure out if there was a possibility of our ever being together. We’ve mentioned an age gap in a relationship, and we both agreed that the physical would be the only common interest between such a wide age gap. But, there’s something that I can tell you’re attracted to in me.. I stayed until 3am that night. Honestly, I lost track of how many times I came, or even how many times Garth came inside me. He insisted on keeping my panties as a trophy, so cum dripped out of me for the whole drive home. I got into bed with my husband, too exhausted to even clean myself off, and fell into a dreamless slumber.“Say it again, please.”“I exist to serve.”“Once more, please. Like you mean it.”“I exist to serve.”“And how do you serve?”“By getting off.”“And how do you get off?”“By.