"I looked at some of my favorite material but couldn't do so for long because of the discomfort. I wanted to cum badly but there was nothing I could d... about it. Besides you did not give me permission."I told her about the minor irritation on my scrotum and after taking a quick look she got some baby oil from the bathroom and rubbed a small amount on the reddened skin. It seemed to relieve the discomfort pretty quickly. I was proud of my little evil wife. She really must have done her research. "C'mon son lets go sit in the kitchen while the girls go to the back ofthe house," Pop told Paul as he put his arm around his shoulder. I couldsee Paul gulp and nod okay.When mom and I got to my room it took us a few minutes to run Will offmy game and back to the living room. I flopped down on my bed stillslightly embarrassed. "Mom... I'm sorry about that in there... I didn'tmean to... I mean... Uhh... I don't know what got into me..." I saidsoftly, hoping she wasn't too mad.She started to. But she loved the warmth he brought. And the easier sleep.She glanced at him, searching his face to gauge his intentions, but found only his usual blankness. His beard was wilder than she'd ever seen it, puffing up around his neck like a wire collar. His eyes were more yellow than usual. His skin was white as parchment, and he'd been in a fight, because there was a fresh, livid purple bruise under his ear.She moved the bottle and snuggled close. His arm didn't come around her, as it sometimes. Mom was on her hands and knees while he was pounding her from behind. Her boobs were bouncing all over and she was saying some of the most vulgar words." I can just imagine. Your mother always was rather vocal during sex as I recall." Well I didn't let on I knew thinking it was just a one time thing. Boy was I wrong. Over the next six months I saw them in almost every room in the house. Each time he was slamming it into just as hard as he could and she was begging for more. I guess what hurt me.