Another glob of warm spit escaped from his mouth. This one separated immediately and fell to my tongue. I watched in despair as his cheeks moved while...he worked up another glob. This one he spit directly into my mouth. Most of it entered my mouth. Some of the spray landed on my face.The fight to remain in place and control my rebelling stomach grew more intense. But I knew they wanted me to pull away. They were hoping that I would do something, anything to give them another excuse to punish. *1“Oh FUCK me Daddy! Yes, yes, yes fuckkkkkk me Daddy…”I pumped her harder and harder, both of us close. Having a woman call me ‘Daddy’ was such a turn-on for me.“Cum in me Daddy! Fill me up oh gaawwwwdddd!”Her pussy clenched tightly on me. Her back arched as she thrashed around in full orgasmic ecstasy. The candlelight danced on her magnificent body, sweaty, just like mine. Christ, she was beautiful, and she would do anything I wanted her to, and probably even things I wasn’t sure I wanted her. "Take it off Ruthie. Take that messy rubber off of my cock."Ruthie carefully removed the condom without spilling a drop. She was again sitting in her chair but this time her skirt was at her waist and her sopping cunt was soiling her chair seat, "Drink it!" I told her.She looked up at me wide eyed but after only a slight hesitation Ruthie put the condom to her lips, upended it and sucked my cum into her mouth. "Swallow." And she did. She obeyed really well.The next two weeks went on just like. " And... how do you feel about that?" Mother asked."I want him to be happy. I'm... I'm having orgasms Mother!" She cried on Mother's shoulder."Oh dear. That's perfectly natural." Mom cooed, stroking her hair. "I know you weren't able to come while he was giving it to you from behind. This is part of womanhood, feeling your body respond with love for your husband. Congratulations, Paula." It's not just that, Mom! Since the wedding night, I can't stop thinking about HIM. I can't stop thinking.