Occasionally several of the men would play golf or go to a professional ballgame or race leaving more women than men at the weekly gatherings. That wa... my first exposure to the sexual appetites of married women. On those occasions I would receive more than my share of unattached [for the evening] women’s attentions. Initially flattered, my ego caused me to return their favors and before long found myself in deep shit with my wife. It was at that time that it dawned on me that she was keeping me. I squeezed her while Daddy’s larger hand wrapped around her other breast. Her fingers kneaded into her breast. It felt incredible. I purred in delight, my pussy growing hotter and wetter. I licked my lips as I leaned down.My lips latched onto my mother’s nipple. I sucked it into my mouth and nursed on it like I had as a baby. She shuddered, her face twisting. Her blue eyes grew brighter as she squirmed on the bed. Daddy leaned over beside me, his short hair shifting. As red as mine but speckled. He said im lying and younger than that and he said he can prove.. i got angry and started arguing.. Then he said at the age of 13 u should have big breasts and ur not having now bcs ur just 12.. Because i was fat i had devoloped breasts at the age of 8 itself..I said i do have big breasts..He started saying ur lying again and he said he want to see them. i became silent and then he kept his hand on my chest and started touching my breasts.. then he said i cant make out like this and he opened. She had to know that I was not happy.Clearly this was something long planned, and that with me totally out of the loop. At that moment, I was weighing my choices: accept what she'd done, divorce her, kill them both. All three options were on the table.A half hour after her butt screwing, she was ushering him out of the house and into the night. She returned two minutes later letting me out."I know what you're going to say, dear," she said. "We didn't plan it; it just happened." I paced back and.