Still wearing her nightgown. Her hair a mess, sleep still in her eyes. My beautiful girl, my wife. The mother of my two c***dren, a boy and a girl.We ...lways had a nice conversation in the morning. Planned something, talked about our days until she kissed me goodbye. I left the house before the k**s were up. I left home for an unexciting, boring workday. Nothing special that day. Lunch was okay. And in the afternoon, not much left to do, so I checked out early. Looked forward to surprise my wife. Running out into the field, she spotted Al waving to her at the far end and she ran laughing to him, actually plunging past him into the forest. Calling after her and laughing he chased her, and they ran happily through the trees and brush, playfully yelling teasing insults at each other. Gwendolyn hadn’t had so much fun since she was a child playing tag. Eventually, breathless, she allowed him to catch her, shrieking merrily as he appeared in front of her from around a large tree. His arms. I should point out that when I was twelve I lost my dad in a motoring accident and I without realising it became the head of the family. I never realised until my sixteenth birthday that mum was actually getting herself off on me sucking her tits but boy it did not take me long to put it to good use.Just after my birthday; I wandered into Mum's bedroom after she had gone to bed and asked if I could have a drink; smiling she threw the bed covers back and eased her left breast out of her low cut. His cock, slick with her juices, throbbed. His hard dick moved up and down, opening her up for him. "Tell me again." "I need you inside me. I need you to fuck me," she begged. The head of his cock penetrated her as he bent down and whispered deeply in her ear. "Whose pussy is this?" She was overcome with lust and desire. Her body raised to meet him, but the bonds held her in place. "Yours! My body is yours! Take it! I am yours, and my body aches to please its Master!" She was already close, and.