Elizabeth was wriggling her bottom and kicking her legs. I had to stop and renew my grip on her waist to keep her from sliding off my lapHer feet were...flailing and she was whimpering and crying. SLAP… SLAP… SLAP… I increased the strength of the spanks causing her to howl and thrash her legs. I raised my arm over my head and snapped the wooden brush like a whip across both cheeks. The unexpected impact sent her granny glasses sk**ding across the white ceramic floor. Elizabeth turned toward me,. Why do you think I was fucking my daughters?"I said, "but she has raised your kids, cooked for you, took care of your house, don't put her down just because of the fucking. If I can have two wives then you can too. You will marry her or no deal."Zeke said, "ok I'll marry her just so I have someone to fuck."I said, "no Zeke, she is my one and only pride and joy. You will show her respect as a wife just as we are showing respect for your daughters and not treat her like a common whore. If you do. I massaged my pussy and clit against her right hip and thigh. She pulled my face to hers and gave me a deep passionate kiss as she started to rub her clit and pussy against my hip. We continued this way for awhile as our thighs became slick and glistened from each others juices. As I was getting lost in the heat of our lust she broke the kiss and now she’s leaving a wet trail of tongue and kisses down my cheek, along my neck, to my chest. From here she is licking and sucking breast flesh and. "Mmmmm, thank you, baby," she smiled, rinsing under the warm water. "Oh, um, sure," I panted, bracing my unsteady stance by sliding into the corner. "You're welcome. Anytime." After our shower, we went downstairs and made dinner together. It was another of our little rituals, letting us be close to each other while we did something that needed to be done anyway. We took our time, cuddling and caressing each other frequently, and taking any excuse to rub together. It was lots of fun, and acted.