She looks at him and asks if he will get it it out.He looks over at me and asks if its ok"you comfortable getting it out in front of me?" i can see yo... have a good hard on there?" "no problem trust me" he reply's "be my guest" at this point out of the corner o my eye i can see that my wife has sat down opened her legs and she is playing with her pussy all the time looking at the bulge in his jeans.He stands up and proceeds to drop his jeans and boxers to expose a monster nine or ten inch cock. ." I whisper but it does no good. His finger is still in my ass and I instinctively push back against it, wanting more. "I have tried to care for you and pamper you, yet you continue to act like the slut you were when I found you! I will tease and fuck and pleasure my baby girl- but not some whore! You disobedient little bitch! Sit up." He slides his finger out if me and leaves an aching want in it's place. "I will not relish in this whore in front of me. This whore can do her job. Open your. "What do you mean?"She tugged my forearm up, but when my hand brushed the underside of her breast I jerked it back down.We sat in silence again, her little body jostling in my lap with the movement of the car, my arms wrapped around her body, her breathing heavy, my cock hard against her ass, my mind in turmoil.And then Tara began rocking. It started so gently that I didn't realize it wasn't the movement of the car. But soon she clamped the tops of her feet against the backs of my calves and. Mycock untouched for so long now stood erect, appearing strangewithout it's normal hairy surroundings. My legs were smooth assilk. It had been some weekend! It was nearly midnight before I crawled back into bed. Chriswas still awake and I pulled her close to kiss her firmly. We madepassionate love as husband and wife in our normal roles. For thefirst time since the beginning of our game I had a normal orgasmwithout having to eat my own come. We fell asleep in each other'sarms. Sunday.