’ ‘You’re saying you want me to go fuck your mom?’ ‘Um, yeah, I guess I am. I mean I love my mom, I love you, I know you would be good to he... in bed, and I wouldn’t have to worry about her getting on with some guy that would be trouble.’ ‘Tomorrow night? While you’re at the gym?’ ‘You have my permission, Doug. What guy wouldn’t love the chance?’ ‘What if I get slapped or she gets mad?’ ‘Trust me, Doug.’ So, I trusted Janet and rang my mother-in-law’s doorbell. She answered in her robe. ‘Oh,. She’s been sucking my cock almost every day since we’ve been married,” Tom tells our son.Mitch starts off gently at first, just sliding slowly in and out. I keep the suction going and lick the head as he pulls out, hoping to finish this as soon as I can.“Come on. Don’t be so gentle with her. Your pleasure, not hers,” he reminds Mitch.He picks up the pace and is soon sliding all the way into my throat with his thick cock. I am shamed to admit that I enjoyed being held by my husband as he allows. “In the car park.”I suppose he is offering me a lift.“Well, I say, “Thank you.”As we walk down the ramp to the car-park, I have a moment of apprehension. I don’t know this shy, mild-mannered man who is so obviously desirous of doing – what? Something to do with my body. What if he snaps, tries to take advantage of the huge, lonely expanse of the parking station? I’ve heard that so many r****ts and killers are ordinarily quiet and mild-mannered. Jekyll and Hyde.It is not the first time. The last woman was dressed similarly to the other three. Makeup as if they were on their way to a fancy party, but a casual top and blue jeans.Sarah squeezed into the backseat and asked, “Does he know yet?”“Nope,” Alexis answered. “I thought for sure you would blow it, Jillian,” Sarah said. “Shut up!” Amanda interjected.“Oh come on. He already knows something is up. Why else would all four of us be dolled up, but wearing jeans just to go to the movies,” Sarad said.“Shut up or he’s going to.