His mom comes down stairs, asks me where bob is and i tell her gone to shops and says i can wait around. she says that is ok and goes to get a drink ...f wine, as she bends over at the fridge i catch a glimpse of her pants as her shortish dress has risen up. i start to get a bit hard cause bobs mom is quite hot. she says i can put the tele on while waiting. i put it on and on comes some softcore porn, i struggle to quickly turn it off but cant. bobs mom tells me its ok, thats just bobs silly. At last Dylan heard the pain in his wife's voice, and immediately regretted his angry words. He relaxed, and to his relief the pounding faded.He calmed himself and called his wife, this time in a reasonable tone of voice, "Mari, sweetheart can you please come back here?"The bewildered young woman heard the kindly tone and tentatively came to the door. He smiled the best he could and opened his arms to her. She haltingly came to him and rested her head on his chest. Dylan gently and lovingly. ’ That startled me, and instantly, various scenarios filled my mind… She had been arrested and was expected to report to a court in New Jersey in a few days. She had recently become pregnant. She had totaled her car and had not yet told me. She had killed someone. She had been diagnosed with a fatal illness… ‘I can’t promise that,’ I responded, ‘but I can promise that my love for you will never change.’ Another long silence passed between us, with Enya once again providing the buffer. ‘I’m. ”I gulped. It was one thing to passively have these perversions done upon me. But to ask for them -- to beg -- was yet another level of degradation. Kara withdrew her probing finger from my butthole. I turned to look back at her, pleading with my eyes. She sucked sensuously on her fingers, first her long slender middle finger and then her pointed index finger, fresh and warm from the hot, clutching confines of my tight little bunghole.“Pl... Please, Kara...” I managed to squeak, my voice.