It only took us afew weeks to see the pattern that our lives were going to follow. Mondaythrough Friday, we would be who we'd always been. I would l...ve my wifeand she'd love me. Saturday and Sunday, we'd be our different selves.I'd try to accept my husband and he'd try to love me.It was strange changing our sexual rhythms. Jenny and I were alwaysclose and when we were first getting to know each other and fall in love,we'd make love every chance we got. But as we matured and became acouple. " Izzy, darlin', it's alright, I've heard the word before ... I even use it ... frequently..." Yes ma'am, and that's fine, but the wife, she's tryin' to get me to clean up my language some ... I kinda let some foul words slip out last time her folks was over. Thought she was gonna break my kneecap she was kickin' me so hard under the table."Tattie chuckled. "You're some kinda tough guy, Izzy ... cleanin' up your language to make your wife happy." You ever met my wife?" No, can't say as I have.". He pushes it all in. She still feels tight like yesterday, still not accustomed to the size of his cock.He presses her back against the wall as he rams his cock deep into her pussy. She screams and moans as he kisses her neck. Meanwhile, Prashant strokes his dick, trying to get it hard, the curse of being old. What once used to be a daily occurrence now takes some effort to get him hard.This is when he spots the silent spectator watching events unfold. She stood with a towel, barely covering. Brennen's right hand firm on her left arm, Destiny could feel his left gripping her waist, effectively pinning her in place for his relentless assault. Like a skier helplessly swept up in an avalanche, Destiny looked at Colleen staring back in horror, thrashing beneath her son as she clutched her hands tight around the back of his neck.Feeling his tongue swirling hungrily around her taut nipples as his rock solid manhood rooted deep into her guts, Destiny held on for dear life as Brennen pushed.