Ooohhh, you loveable lamb?" Barbara hissed, trying to raise higher and stroke his huge head nuzzled between her widespread thighs and ass-cheeks. God..... ! She could see his lapping tongue splaying through the wetly saturated crevice of her cunt's pinkly splayed flesh! He'd spread her flushed pussy-lips open until they appeared to almost be pleading in their desire-swollen ravishment. Her sensitive, inner cuntal flesh sparkled up at her, its surrounding black curls damply matted, the entire. .interesting timing is all." Why?" Because just the other day, Matt and I were joking around, and for some reason I told him about one of the dreams. I think he kinda freaked out, and I tried to pretend I was just joking, but I think he knew I wasn't." I see. Maybe you started something going in his mind then. That must be why he was searching those sites." Maybe."I was glad to be able to steer the conversation away from i****t between Breanna and Matt, because that wasn't what I was trying to. Same stuff over and over.My husband was controlling, manipulative, and eventually physically abusive (though I left before that got too bad), and I turned further into the self exposure stuff as a means of escape. Literally. That’s when the begging to get k**napped or blackmailed into leaving him kind of stuff started. And for years, none of that happened.So, in 2015 this happened:https://docs.google.com/document/d/1XaZJFnnstR3IWzN9oVUDWRljGeoaWh5e75olgRJcd2Y/edit?usp=sharingAnd then, the next. “Do you want to come in your Mom’s pussy?” I asked, finally breaking the silence.Matt nodded. Even though Trevor had undergone a vasectomy years ago, I had remained on birth control, due to my extramarital affairs. “It’s okay,” I said soothingly. “You can let go.”Not a second later, I felt Matt’s cock pulsating inside me. That cum I had watched spill forth from my son’s dick all those many times was finally finding its way into my snatch. That realization sent a ripple of pleasure up my spine.