We lived in a crummy apartment building and it wasn’t too long before I discovered what he really wanted was unpaid cooking, cleaning, and fucking. ...he first two weren’t bad because that’s what I had to do at home anyway. After a bit, the last one got to be a chore. He didn’t give a damn about my satisfaction, and probably didn’t even know that I needed any.Our sex life soon turned into me spreading my legs or getting on my hands and knees when he got home from work, usually handing him a beer. As he suckles one nipple he flicks my other still wet nipple with his fingers. Then I feel a hand move over my stomach, over my furry mound and between my legs. Two fingers slide easily into me, then curl up inside me. Between the stimulation on my nipples and g-spot it sends me over the edge. “Oh Daddy, Yes, Yes, Yes” I scream, as I grip the bed and start to buck wildly. “That’s right Baby, cum for Daddy”. Then he’s between my legs, entering me. And almost instantly he’s slamming into my. “I’ve been doing stuff with Mom, too.”“What?” Brittney peeked through her fingers up at him to see if he was teasing her. He looked serious. “You have?”“It started a while ago.” Daniel smiled, remembering the shocked look on Julie’s pretty face the first time she’d been covered by his deluge of cum. “She’s the best mom ever.”“She is.” Brittney took her hands slowly away from her face. She was still very red. “Daniel, did the house change Mom? Did it change you? I mean, you used to be small down. Same thing was happening with me I realized that my dopamine and oxytocin hormones were at peak of being pleasant.That night I could not sleep I was feeling like I should talk to her so on WhatsApp I said Hi!! After one hour at 10 PM she replied hello what’s going on? I said nothing I asked did you had a chance to chat with your husband she said, nope he did not reply I said ohh so sad, then she said you should only marry when you are fine-tuned with someone as you say if someone goes away this.