But I didn’t have enough time this round. So I just showered, put on a pair of shorts, and a good shirt and then continued to watch TV before you ar...ived. Some time later, the door-bell rang and I knew you were here. I got up, straightened my clothes up, and walked to the door. I opened it up and there you were. Standing in perfection, wearing jean shorts, a white tank-top with a black lacey bra and pink little bow between your supple breasts. “Hey Trevor, how you doing?” I snapped back into. I felt his fingers spread my pussy lips. His face neared my pussy and my face turned crimson, the tears rolled down my cheeks. “Look how tight this is. What a pretty pussy. It won’t be when I’m done with it. Shall I make you feel good, before I fuck you? Should I take your dignity from you? What sort of a slut lets herself get into this position? What sort of a slut lets herself get raped in all of her holes…and likes it? Could you live with that, I wonder? If I made you cum, knowing. HARD!"I doubled the belt and held the buckle so it would not strike her. I brought it down lightly across her full fleshy buttocks. There was a slapping noise when it struck causing a light red streak to appear on her ass. I repeated the action again. Her ass quivered deliciously. If this was a new sex game, it was having the desired effect. My cock was now so hard it hurt.My wife screamed from the floor. "Damn you! Hard.. I need to be whipped hard. I don't want a sexy spanking. WHIP ME!!"I. "I'm serious, Mason." Well, I don't think that's going to happen." You never know," she said with a raised eyebrow and nodded her head towards Aiden.I opened my mouth to respond, but Alex returned and sat down on the couch next to me."How old is Aiden, Alex?" Mom asked."I two," Aiden said and held up two fingers.Okay, I'll admit it. It was way cute and we all chuckled."I didn't even know you had a son," she said.I gave my mom a dirty look. I knew she was going to start prying. She ignored.