I remembered mother's compliments. "Dear, I'm pleased with the way you've accepted and adjusted to Vick. It's marvellous the way you've accepted you... responsibility as a good husband and made him feel welcome. He really likes your cooking and the way you iron his shirts." She also chided me about my initial reluctance to wear the set of lace trimmed old fashion large pinafores she and the others had bought for me. "Dear, those pinafores look so good on you. I don't know which one I like. ”“So why trust me that way? What if I were to quit over this?”“Call it a gut feeling. Sometimes I have to go with that. But everything from your interview on has told me it was the right call. I waited a week to make sure my gut wasn’t off. I don’t think it was.”“I can’t believe how long this list is. Most guys don’t get anywhere near this!”I chuckled, “True confession time. That list is MAYBE 15% of the total list.”“NO! FUCKING! WAY!” she gasped, then quickly recovered. “Uh, sorry, that was. The practice was in a very big Victorian house, set in its own grounds; the reception let in me to the holding area where the dogs had been set-up in large cages with what looked like human medical devices monitoring the condition.After texting the wife to say “at the vets”, seconds later Madge's face came into view and wanted to see the dogs before they needed to go through security. Be back in the morning grumbled Madge. 6 months after the incident with the dogs, I sat in Madge's home office,. As i continued to tug myself empty, and my father and Derek did the same, we all finally heard Bob beginning to moan loudly and my mother saying "Yes Bob! Yes! Cum for me baby! Cum for me! Fill me with your big wet load!" and then as Bob pumped his dick as hard as we were pumping ours, he groaned loudly, and then his cock exploded too.Bob came hard for the second time that night, showering my mothers pussy in wet goo, and like the rest of us, he hit around the open goal, until he finally got a.