She had become ill over the last few years and pretty much confined to bed, because of this our sex life had become less and less frequent to the poin... it was almost non existent. She was very understanding about my needs and encouraged me to masturbate as often as I needed to and even watched me do it. The problem was I found it harder to get aroused and turned to other things to turn me on, I tried wearing my wife’s clothing to wank in (and over) this worked for a while but I soon got bored,. I start to move my pussy closer to his mouth, my hips bucking back and forth. His tongue flicks my clit faster and faster in rhythm with his finger. “Daddy, I’m cumming!” I shout. He fingers me faster, focusing on my spot. My pussy starts to gush and he covers it with his mouth, drinking in all my cum. “I love it when you cum. You taste so good. Gimme more baby, I wanna drink it all,” he says. His face is covered in my pussy juice. I pull him to me and kiss him deeply, licking cum from his. "I want you to meet the man who showed you how it was done." With that he indicated me with a slightly drunken sweep of his arm.I was very embarrassed as I extended my hand. Simon had a huge grin as he grabbed my hand and shook it with vigor. "I have to admit that you did deserve that trophy. I never have seen a team work as well together. I was looking forward to the rematch the next year. I was surprised when you weren't there."It was like a shot in the gut. I looked down into my half empty. "Oh, Uncle Billy, you are really something! You always have some sort of angle or another!" I kept quiet as she thought about my suggestion. "It sounds okay, I guess, but I'm not really sure," she replied."Think of it as a private party between you, the performer, and me the client," I offered, "you do whatever I ask, but we don't technically have sex together with each other." Hmmm, I don't know, Uncle Billy, I'll have to think about it," she replied, as she bounced up out of her chair and.