Each of us gets the full treatment, alternately, so the other gets to watch their love brought to an orgasm in the desire of full relaxation. Finally,...we relax nude on pillows on the floor, sip more wine, and watch the husband and wife please each other for our enjoyment. So much more fun than a movie, and this is just the prelude to our dinner! I am focused on enjoying this spectacle since that's why my husband told me to do, but I am his wife and I cannot help but look for his pleasure,as. Each time I did that little number on her, she drove her loins against mine, really hard, pressing her pubis against my cock, dry-humping me.I tried to pull my lips away from her swollen nubbin, but she reached behind my head and pulled my face back into her tit, urging me on with a****listic noises that seemed to come from deep within her throat.I was almost afraid to abandon the area for fear of being smothered by her tit. Finally, I spoke into the nipple, without pulling my head back. "There. About Molly.The next morning, I cried as I removed the silicone breasts, which Iwished oh wished by now had been real. Slowly returning to a shell thatwas Michael on the outside. A foreign personage by now. I kept thebra/panties on, as it still being a chilly spring letting me wear aheavier shirt to hide the tell tale signs of bra straps and band. Thesound of the car service in the driveway bringing me back to reality asI heard the bags plopping on the porch as I removed my contacts anddonned. "I never thought about it very much. I did notice that you always called me by my full name."I nodded. "Yes. I like it. I like the sound of it."Again, a blush formed on her chest. Not quite as full-fledged as in the past, but nonetheless, a blush.The front door opened and a tall, gray-haired man appeared. He smiled and nodded at us as he hung up his windbreaker and walked into the living room. Georgette and I had both risen."Father, this is John Smith. John, this is my father, Thomas." How do.