He was wrong for goading her into this sickness. After all, these emotions and feelings were new to her. They had been his and now they were hers. And...she didn't know how to control them. How to hold them back so they wouldn't destroy them both. He had to stop prodding her or she would have to retaliate."Come on, Mother," he needled her, "don't you want to fuck me with your big, hard cock?" Yesssss," she finally hissed, scrambling up to her hands and knees and shoving him down onto his. You can almost taste the salty air, and smell the suntan lotion on hot beach babes. A brief fantasy fills your head involving two hot gals sitting next to each other, wearing teeny tiny thong bathing suits, touching each other softly as they beckon towards you....As your mind contemplates the possibilities, you notice your boss near the exit. Denise is a tall brunette with a short professional haircut. The business suit that she wears flattens out her curves, making her look unappealing, but. Isensed early in our relationship that to ask her to do something shedidn't want to do would violate something within her she valued deeply,her innate sense of tidyness, or neatness. It wouldn't have been nice.She might have accommodated me, but it wouldn't have been fair. Itwould have been taking advantage of her good nature.So our sex life leveled down to what she liked, and that wasn't much.It was pretty tame. She didn't care for oral sex, or anal sex, or mostof the time any sex at all. . I stood and masturbated, I came twice in rapid succession, noislessly and he came also as if to emphasise, his final thrusts almost knocked her out as her head banged off the headboard.I went downstairs and just managed to close the door, dive naked onto the couch and pretend to be asleep should he venture a look in.I heard the front door close quietly, waited and went back up to the room. She was flat on her back, sound asleep and showing a little creampie, seeping from her pussy.I through her.