"Now go into thebathroom and clean up for bed, I`m not going to sleepnext to piss-breath all night. And hurry up, I needmy sleep." I could tell th...t she enjoyed this firstphase of my humiliation.I went into the bath and did my best to clean up andbrush the tastes from my mouth. When I emerged fromthe bathroom, the lights were off. The street lightsrevealed the naked outline of my wife. She had puther high heels back on to emphasize our differences. She came to me and hugged me to her,. .When she opened the door she was in her school blazer...just her school blazer she said come in, the house is all ours.She led me upstairs and sat me down on her bed, she starting taking off my jeans and then stopped halfway off, so I started caressing her exposed pussy lips already wet and dripping with desire. She started taking my jeans off again and this time she pulled them off and started using her hands on my hard cock...it felt amazing, a lot more intense than just wanking normally.. Boyd now eased it back gently. The sight of her full breasts rising and falling in the rhythm of sleep brought a stifled gasp. They were covered with bruises where his fingers had slapped so roughly.No. It was not a dream. Faith was no longer the innocent young bride. She was now an adulteress, having taken her lover right in front of her own husband's eyes.That was bad enough. The full knowledge of the situation made Boyd cringe. Faith's whorelike action was unthinkable, almost unbelievable.. My mouth waters. My eyes tear. I want to suckle but know now is not the time. Slowly I work Mommys panties up her thighs, savoring every moment, every texture, her smell, the perfume, my hot breath on her mons, my breath like dew on her skin.I cover her most private treasure with the translucent wisp of panty as my trembling fingers guide the panties up her hips. I release the panties, and allow my fingers to trace her perfect derriere, but not daring to squeeze, still on my knees, drinking in.