I worried that someday one of you would have to explain to your children that their mother or their father had run off without so much as a word. I wo...ried that someday one of you would come to look at your spouse and your children as a burden. That was the word she used in the note she left. We were a burden to her that she no longer wanted to carry.“I’m not saying that Lisa is like that and I’m not saying you are. I didn’t think your mother was that way either. I hope that you two have more. I’d have to wait until she moved for the light to hit her legs differently. As she walked over to the refrigerator the light changed and I finally could see that she did have a very small run on her right heel. I was thrilled about it but also thought it might not be serious enough for her to throw the pantyhose out.A short time later Mom had changed out of her dress and pantyhose. I waited a few hours before going on a hunt for the pantyhose. I popped into my parent’s bedroom and looked around. The next day my wife went shopping with Tyler and we shaved her whole body and got her a complete make over. They picked her out some erotic lingerie to wear and they came home after lunch and we all fucked in the bed for the night. I walked Tyler back to her house and watched her red ass and she had trouble walking. She gave me a big kiss.My wife and I both take turns fucking are new sex slave and love the way Tyler has become a pregnant whore next door. About a month into our campaign of sex. Your ass goes up slightly, oh how you love this position. So reminiscent of being taken from behind. Oh god, you need it now. You can feel my hands on your wrists, binding you and my legs slowly pushing yours apart, revealing the dark spot in your panties. I loosen the grip on your wrists and seize your hair instead. I jerk it back and tell you to take off your panties. Oh yes, he's going to fuck me. But you know me better than that. I look appraisingly at your wet hot pussy and decide to.