Then she left.but I cannot stop thinking of my mom and my cock used to be full erect when I ever saw in her nighty,or when I saw her sexy ass.since I ...idn’t have interest,I didn’t no how to relieve myself. One day I couldn’t take it anymore and my dick burst in my shorts and soiled them.i was afriad as liquid was coming out and I look terrified.mom was cleaning the rooms and suddenly she entered my room.looking at my face.she asked,”what happened dear?” What bothering you?.I told her that my. , with each other turned to how he could not believe I had himcome to my house and try to fuck my "little" wife! But everytime Big Louie was around and my wife would look athim she'd absolutely shudder all over, as if the entire "ordeal" wouldflood right back into her mind. In fact her being so belittled by him trying to fuck her had sortof driven her to be far more the "innocent" wife I had first married. She seemed less caring of men and even more towards myself.It wasn't that she hated. I very slowly pull my pants down to my ankles, leaning way forward to block myself for the longest time possible. He smiles at the thigh highs, not yet knowing what else I am wearing. I very slowly take off my shirt, and see the joy in his face as he realizes that I have a corset on. He absentmindedly begins to stroke himself over his boxers as I stand in front of him and slowly move my hips side to side. I smile at him, and look down at myself, happy with my choice.I climb up on top of him. “Jeez, that's nice! Well, you noticed me in the weights room.” I thought of voicing a denial, but it was no use. He was very close now. His voice dropped to a croak. “Well, here I am... And here you are... With the nicest dick I've seen in a long time.” Before I could say anything, he took my hands and moved them away from my meat-stick, which was still fully hard. He looked down at it as it pointed to him, its head gleaming with pre-cum. I looked down too, but at his cock; it was centimetres.