I shot my load deep in her throat and she kept sucking until she had completely drained me. I zipped my pants up, kissed her and said, 'Thanks.' As I ...eft, I yelled out to Mike, 'See you later.'A few weeks later, Ronnie stopped by the apartment. Sharon was getting ready to do some laundry. The laundry room was in the basement of the apartment building. She excused herself and told me to keep her mother busy while she did the laundry. I kept her busy all right. Even though my wife was only a. She pulled back a little, but held onto his cock as it pumped hot jism into her mouth. He jerked with each spurt until his cock grew limp. She continued to suck, intent on getting every drop of her sons sperm into her mouth and belly. A few drops leaked out around her lips, and as she finally pulled away, she gathered those up on her fingers and licked the juice into her mouth. She moved up his body, dragging her tits against his sweat-covered chest, and kissed him deeply, working her tongue. "OK," she smiled contentedly, and cheerfully headed to the kitchen to cook and clean. Part of me missed the old forthright and obstinate Wendy, but I had to admit the new version had advantages. And there seemed no doubt which Wendy was happier, a point I put to the test over dinner. I reminded her of our conversation on Friday night, the one about how her outlook had changed."How would you feel," I asked, "if someone could give you a pill that would make you go back to the way you were. Whatever it was she didn't like where thiswas headed, but with that thing positioned underneath her there was noway she could sit back down to prevent whatever it was for. Sitting downwould only force it straight up her butt.Straight up her butt faster that is, with the pressure starting to mountit looked that those were the exact intentions of whoever was with her inthe room. At first her sphincter gave way allowing a relatively smallangled head to pop in. The thing became wider and wider.