My wife was used to my punishment of her butt when I got mad on these items and Friday night I was furious.When she walked in the door that night, I i...mediately made her strip and get over my lap which she did as usual. I started walloping her big ass checks rapidly when I heard the door open and turn around.Honey, you forgot your bag and I brought it...There was my mother-in-law standing at the door in awe with my wife naked red ass over my lap and squirming to get up. Normally I would have. ”“Go ahead. Get it over with. I have my parachute.”Tina hurried ahead, having forty knots of speed advantage, but a toddler waiting on her. And a husband. And a married and unusually serene pTerridactyl.Who doesn’t live there any more. Yep, just as young wives have done since time immemorial, Terri’s moved in with her husband. I remember that time with my Dan, although it was well before we had a bit of paper making it legal.“That cheesy movie, The Scorpion King,” I opined a couple of days. She moaned loudly at his touch and her hands unzipped the guy's pants pulling his cock out. She buried her face in his crotch, opened her mouth and sucked his cock into it, licking and lapping at his shaft.Every man there opened wide his eyes.Two of the men standing, also pulled out their hard cocks and began stroking them, watching at my wife behaving like a slutty street hooker. One stepped forward, reaching inside her blouse, to feel her nice round boobs. The other guy stepped up and pressed. It was rude and uncalled for, she knew, and tears briefly stung her eyes at her childish attempt to to hurt him.She was there well before three, sipping a latte on a bench in front of the StarBucks. The early June day was a little warmer than was comfortable, but memories of the tenacious Michigan winter were still too recent for her to not enjoy the sun."Are you Detective Benson?" Said a large, well built, well dressed man approaching her."Yes," she replied, suspiciously, "and who are you?".