“Don’t worry baby, mommy will make you feel very good; even better than Joey feels right now.”Once more, Sara latched herself back onto the bead...that was her daughter’s nipple. In a matter of minutes Joy had begun to delight in the growing electricity in her virgin pussy. As an instinct, Joy began to rub her tiny cunt against her mother’s motionless hand, searching for a release from the throb in her clit. Taking the cue that her daughter was loving the experience, Sara reached forward to have. My wife was already out of bed, so I threw off the blankets and swung my feet out to the side. Before standing I rubbed the sleep from eyes and stretched my upper body, bringing my elbows under my shoulder blades and feeling the muscles unravel from a night of sleep. Shuffling into the bathroom, the first thing I noticed was that the faucet was not turned on.I peered around the separating wall to see my wife, standing completely nude with her back to me, peeing. I frowned and pondered if I had. After breakfast I changed loads I swapped laundry loads and then straightened up the bedroom and living room. I put the spoon and bowl in the dishwasher and poured another cup of coffee before I glanced at the time. There were now three clocks in the kitchen: one in the oven, one in the microwave and the third in the coffeemaker. No, counting the watch on my wrist, there currently were four clocks in the kitchen. It wasn't barely past 9am and I was getting wound up for Mrs. Ibarra's arrival."We. So after 15 or 20 minutes I decided to just call her out about the noise of her sandals slipping and sliding on the tile floor. She laughed and said she was sorry, it’s been a habit of hers and her friends make fun of her for doing it all the time. She then she gave me a gift I thought was too good to be true… she said and I will never forget, “it’s even worse when I wear my flats, I always seem to need to take them off”. Again I went straight at her and said something stupid like I would like.