He would wait on my 5 foot 3 inch wife hand and foot and if she would wear any thing to show off her 36 B breasts or her short but perfect...legs he just lost it. "What are you doing for your skin Sherry?" Crystal asked. She had just finished school as a dermatologist. "Well I have just been putting hand cream on. I haven't started to stretch much yet. Why? Do you know any thing to help?" Sherry asked as she lifted her shirt up over her swollen belly.. She prepared the dinner table and we went to the dining table. We sat side by side. Mom started feeding me with her hands and i reciprocated. After finishing dinner, mom said, ‘darling, how about dessert? A sweet dish, probably?’ i nodded. I went to the sofa and sat down. Mom returned after ten minutes, with three plates in her hand. One plate had skimmed cream; the second other plate had jelly with cream and the third had honey. Mom kept the plates on the table. She said, ‘spread your legs,. “Yesss, fuck me, fuck Sally,” she growled then moaned as my fingertips caressed her G-spot.I rolled onto my back and Zoe/Sally slid up my body. Her lips were seeking mine, my hard cock trapped between us. I heard Sally’s voice, and I looked across at the screen on the laptop.She was staring at the camera and licking her lower lip. “Make love to me, Michael, cum for me, please. Make my body sing for you. Oh, fuck.”The iPad she was using moved, and the view changed. Suddenly, I caught a glimpse. I try to move my hands to grab hold of her hips, when once more the bonds prevent me. She laughs and places her hands on my chest. She leans against me and kisses my lips. She pulls back slightly as she starts to move up on my dick again. ‘Do you really want me to release you?’ she asks calmly before she slams down against me, enveloping me inside her. I can’t gather breath to talk as she moves back to sitting straight. She starts to bounce on top of me. Her breasts bounce with her as her mouth.