It took me a few strokes and some watery eyes to get the relaxation in the throat feeling back again, but once I found it I was fine and settled into ... steady rhythm. When his breathing got faster and the grunting started I would pull off and put my head under and lick and suck on his balls. About the third time I did this he pulled my head back up and pushed his cock into my throat again and started going faster. I held still and let him fuck my mouth, his knob lodging into my throat each. I enter and climb the narrow stairs.She’s late twenties, perhaps thirty, blonde hair just down to her shoulders, pretty with an open face. She looks like an older version of my teen daughter. Before now, just for me, she’s worn my daughter’s grey pleated school miniskirt, white knee socks and white schoolgirl knickers. She’s got the kind of figure all men want, with big firm breasts and good legs. The kind of body men ogle in porn and men like me will pay for. She’s dressed for me the way I. Now I learned she developed a lot of those skills eating another woman's pussy and having her pussy eaten by that woman. I was totally numb. I could not sort out my feelings. I still loved Lucy with all my heart. I loved my children and did not want to separate them from me or Lucy. A separation would destroy their world, and I did not want to give up our fabulous home and our family life.Strangely, I was not angry. I was horrifically confused and somewhat hurt. I had a million questions I. I went back to the kitchen and prepared Alex's favorite for all of them, BLT on wheat bread. I stumbled on the high heels as I brought the tray into the room and they all laughed. "Don't worry, she'll learn," Alex said.Alex came up with the high heel shoes today. Evidently, it isn't enough that he keeps me naked and wearing an apron while he fucks my wife in our bed, he has to dress me in high heels too. He brought a pair with him this morning when he got here at nine. He had Kristy come into.