..that is soooo fucking good. Yes, yes. Push all the way through and open mom up to the warmth and "sonshine". Give mom the tip-to-base long strokes....Yes, mom loves it sooo sooo much. Aw...Aw...Ah...Ah.."Eddy's fucking cock began bringing out white foam from deep within her pussy. Rosemary's pussy was now sloshingly wet and the tightness was eased. Eddy bent over his mom's back, reached down and under to squeeze her nipples hard. Mom clenched her teeth and let out a loud moan. Rosemary got a. I held her for several minutes as she cried. “I’m alive, I’m awake, I’m fine.”I took a deep breath, brief images of the nightmare I had flashed before my eyes. The whipping, the darkness, the chains, the black man in the shower, Fat Rob, and finally my late-husband witnessing a horrific event – one that thankfully, wasn’t real.I shook the images from my head and held my daughter. She was still wearing the dress she wore on our night out.*I went home the next day. I had trouble walking a bit,. You were only allowed to rub before your spanking, never afterwards. Being allowed to rub could mean only one thing. One dreadful thing.“So Dad, the restaurant phoned and asked when I was going to book. Didn’t they?” Marty couldn’t speak.“Didn’t they,” she said sternly.Marty said a very weak, “Yes.”“Yes indeed,” Zoe said, adding, “So why don’t you rub Dad,” still glaring at him.Susie squirmed around to loom at Susie, also realising what was happening. She looked at her husband from her position. The first room from the entrance consisted of a smaller room with a single bed, which Anup took. This was followed by a bigger room with a double bed, which we and the baby took with the nurse sleeping and a sofa cum bed behind us. There was no door between Anup and us; only a curtain. We went out for a little sightseeing and dinner. My wife and Anup were walking a talking together like husband and wife while the nurse and I was behind, carrying my son. I was a little jealous and angry at that.