Wayne. I guessyou must be pretty glad I came over after all, huh?"Patty stared at his cock, watching the long, meaty pole disappear fromsight as he zi...ped up his pants. Then she realized how horny she stillfelt. It simple didn't matter to her that her son was coming home, thather own son would catch her sucking and fucking another boy's prick.Patty just knew that she couldn't stand to go even ten minutes withoutthe sexual stimulation she craved."Don't go, Henry."Henry stopped dressing, looking. It's not that this whole Furthurmore thing isn't working — it did work. But things are changing, and I'm changing, and it's time to do something different."I could feel a knot of tension in my belly as he spoke. I liked my life, and I wasn't sure I wanted to do something different."Moira — can I tell you what's in my heart, what I really desire, without you freaking out?" He didn't wait for my answer. "I want us, you and me, together for always. And I want us to have a family. I want to marry. I was tempted to say, "No," but I was afraid thatmight lead to a worse result. So I reluctantly shook my head "Yes".Mistress pushed my head to the dildo, and I took a tiny bit into mymouth.It was made of a smooth rubber and didn't feel half bad. Thehumiliation of the experience was very erotic, and I took a littlemore, and started sucking in and out. Meanwhile, the half of the dildothat had been inside Mistress was also moving in and out of her from mymovements. I increased my tempo, and. Nature had been kind in the sense that she had a sensational body, but most unkind in her looks. She was, in service parlance a ‘grimmy’ in that she really did have a face only a mother could love. Which, and I’m certainly not a misogynist, was frightening. Damn shame really, because she was in every other sense a wonderful person. A little too touchy-feely my ex-wife thought, but not in a way that I thought was either embarrassing or over the top.Indeed, I suspect she’d been the subject of.