Since she hadn’t used sex as the example, I decided to just do what I normally did, but instead of asking, just doing. It seemed to work well, even ...hen Anala rode me, since instead of talking about it, I simply moved us into the correct position. I noticed, though, that everything she was doing now was directed at pleasing me, not herself. I was completely surprised when her single orgasm from riding me seemed to go on for minutes. Around 3:30pm I led her to the shower and after we cleaned up,. I had no doubt my dear husband must be fucking around and he had some new desires. On the other so was I and yes I wanted new and different sex too. The key question was what should I do next.Chapter 4After dinner my husband’s phone began to ring. He answered it and then looked at me and said that he was needed back at work and that I should not wait up for him. Yes, he has a girlfriend who would eat his load after they fucked. I was pissed!We kissed goodnight and he left.“Mom, I’m glad Dad. Now, for the first time, I could really see the body I had felt through the fabric. There was no fat in his body, the muscles clearly visible, the abs looking like bread loafs. And everything covered with ink. The two nipple piercings were already visible through the Shirt, but now they looked even more impressive. I never thought a body like this is possible without Photoshop. I kissed his belly, slightly touching the deep grooves between the muscles. I opened his trouser, he laid on his back. You're not doing that to our kids."This time it was I staring wide-eyed at her. She started to grin and then to laugh.That's when my parents walked in.My mother looked at Jessica and asked, "Is your lunch ready?"My father followed that up by looking at his watch and adding, "How long is your lunch?"Jessica jumped up and said, "Not that long!" as she hurried into the kitchen."I'll help you," my father said as he followed.That left me with my mother."I'm sorry, Mom. I shouldn't have said that.".