They don’t ask about the boys, because they know I am fucking a lot now. They don’t wonder if I am popular, because they know I am a whore. They d...n’t ask about the football games because they know if we win I get gangbanged and if we lose, the boys don’t get my cunt. So, today was a silent breakfast.Once we finished, I helped get the dishes up and we put them in the dishwasher. We would run it tonight. Mom and dad went outside to go to work with mom being naked and daddy dressed. We said. 08. You can eat dinner at 4 PM.09 ... You can live without sex but not your glasses.10. You get into heated arguments about pension plans.11. You no longer think of speed limits as a challenge.12. You quit trying to hold your stomach in no matter who walks into the room.13. You sing along with elevator music.14. Your eyes won’t get much worse.15. Your investment in health insurance is finally beginning to pay off.16. Your joints are more accurate meteorologists than the national weather. ?Looks like I am going to have to break you down, cunt. Not that I mind.? Systematically, I canned each clothes pin from her aching pussy before painting the head of her swollen clit with peppermint oil. Looping the chain on a second pair of clover clamps over the chain of the first, I attached the little devils to her pussy lips, helping to spread them open.?Now, I need to defrost that icy little hole of yours, cunt. And I have just the thing to do I with.? Slowly, I inserted. She openly played with herself, a hand now inside her shorts. Andrew winked and smiled at her and, though she blushed, she returned the smile. He inclined his head, inviting her to join in. She seemed to consider the idea but looked back toward her suite and, with a resigned look, shook her head. Andrew smiled and shrugged.Nigella was looking up at her husband. She had a cock buried deep in her pussy and he had his cock in her lover’s mouth. She grinned with satisfaction but she’d noticed.