She’s not wearing any either.”My wife walked up to me as she has hundreds of times in the past and said, “Want to feel me up, big boy?”This is...a game that we play quite often however not usually so boldly right in front of our teenage daughter. What to hell! I reached out and placed the palms of my hands over her breasts centering the nipples then wrapping my fingers over her fleshy mounds. After a moment of gently squeezing I then boldly reached right down inside her top with my left hand and. I then secured the other end of the belt to the headboard. I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her down the bed so the belt was taut. She giggled nervously as I let a moment of silence build. The moment was shattered by cackling when I tickled her feet. I tickled her feet, her thighs, her stomach, her breasts and back down again. It was overt that it ceased to be pleasurable for her a third of the way through, hence why I worked my way back down. I playfully smack her hip, earning a smile. I. .”“I see.”She pulled back his foreskin to expose his glans fully, gazing at his shining head with what could only be described as lust. She bit her scaly lip, then wet them with her pink tongue, beginning a slow and rhythmic stroking. He didn’t know what a Valbaran penis looked like exactly, but the shape and texture of his member seemed to encourage the alien to run her hands up and down it, tracing the protruding veins with the tips of her dull claws. She was focused on it so intently, her. ” She grinned at me. “My ass is still pretty well lubed up. It's an excellent moment for you to become a butt fucker.”“Jeanne we need to talk a little more about this.”“Okay.” Her smile disappeared.“I've been home for a little over a week. During that time I've repeatedly heard you say that you love butt fucking because it makes you feel so slutty.”Shrugging, Jeanne said, “Okay, I have a slut fantasy. Does that bother you?”“Not at all, in fact I love that fantasy. I love being married to a.