I wanted my son and I knew he wanted me and the little madam, by her reasoning had made it acceptable to both of us.As I listened to them discussing m... as if I wasn't present it became clear Charlie was going to make me his submissive. I felt a growing apprehension but also a growing excitement between my legs and in my groin. Part of me feared what was coming and another part of me wanted it, but as Charlie finished talking, I knew I had no choice. I desperately wanted him and I was ready to. I feel the cool silk start to wrap around my wrists and I feel my thighs heat up and my vagina moisten in response. You give one quick, last pull and I know I'm set. You grasp the side of my head as you walk around me, placing that beautiful penis just out of reach of my mouth. I lick my lips and gaze up at you with hungry eyes. "Please, may I have it?" I ask. "Where?" You respond as you barely trace the head of your cock along my lips. "My mouth master, please." I beg. You give me a half smile. This Experience happens four years back and my age is 34 and my son is on his 16th Started my widow life in my farm house, really it is a big farm house having more that 7 Rooms and a beautiful garden behind our house, from the garden one can easily watch our bathrooms and toilets. I am a good looking women and my breast size is 34 and my hip looks very sexy and also I love sex with girls especially with widows and I heard that I am having a beautiful big ass. One day, in the morning there is. "She smirked as she thought about how her husband was home not getting any except maybe from his hand again and she repeated to herself. "I'll make it up to him"* * *Back at the house Barry had finally let his anger out. He had been humiliated; his wife was being used by a bunch of black men. It was a miracle he heard his cell phone through his ravings and wall punching. He picked up the phone to view the text messages that he had received. The massage read: "We sure are enjoying your wife, no.