I’m not used to the silence. I didn’t even hear you snore,” she grinned.“Who me? I never snore,” I protested, remembering this conversation ...ore than a few times in the past.“Maybe that’s something else you’ve reformed,” she suggested, again with that teasing smile.“Perhaps. What can I get you for breakfast?” I asked.“What do you have for cereal?”“The usual. Bran flakes, muesli, oatmeal,” I offered.“Muesli sounds good,” she said, opening the fridge door and searching for the juice.“It’s on the. She put a bead of lube down her own pink rubber cock. We faced one another, rubbing our respective falaces until finally I came a little. I had been mostly drained from earlier, but what small amount I did produce dripped onto the apron lying at my feet. My hardon started to fade, and my dick became flaccid in my hand, she stroked the strap on even more vigorously. She motioned to the living room and smacked me hard across the ass with the spatula as I walked toward it."Bend over that," she. Can I have it?"Charlie released his lip-lock from her breasts to gasp, "All you want."Nora slid off his lap to the floor, never releasing her grasp on his cock. She pulled it directly into her line of vision and cooed. "This looks yummy." Without another word, she started licking the head of it as if it were an ice cream cone. Her tongue laved around it, then she slid it between her lips, tasting the salty drops of his pre-cum. Charlie felt her lips suction on the head as she kissed it, her. We breakfasted late and spent the day doing various household chores. And it became our pattern of life. I did most of the work. As a photographer I could work from home and didn’t want to disturb Terri’s studying for her exams.It was shortly after she’d finished her finals that I came home and nearly dropped all my stuff in amazement.“I fond Mum’s dressing up box, Daddy dear,” she said. “Didn’t think you’d mind me wearing some of her old clothes.”Her hair was in a long pony tail. She wore.