I asked her how her massage went.She told me she had enjoyed it and she asked me if I had met the masseur.I told her that the masseuse was gone when I...had arrived and that I had paid for the services prior to their arrival.She smiled and gave me a kiss.I reached under her robe and down between her legs. She willingly spread her legs open for me to feel her pussy.I could feel that her pussy was quite loose, her pussy lips were engourged and hanging down and that her hole had been quite. "What's wrong with Mom?" Heather asked."She had a very hard time in New York," Harold explained, "and she's feeling down on herself. I think she's also just overwhelmed by the change in her wonderful daughter. What kind of reception would she have gotten six months ago? Maybe you'd peel yourself away from the TV long enough to say hi?" Very funny, Dad."Harold knew it wasn't funny at all. "Go start her bath, while we finish getting dinner ready, would you, Pumpkin?"Heather knocked on the bedroom. .....I keep begging but he stays strong not listening. It’s in these moments that I thoroughly love him, I’m laid out before him begging and pleading for his cock and he looks me in the eye’s says SMT and I fall silent, knowing he has everything under control......I’m his completely and he bring me so much pleasure, more than I ever knew possible. He demands I slap on asshole eight times with his belt, slowly he counts of each one....praised me for being his good little whore and I cum seven. 1, 2 3 kisses up the side of my cock, and then she drew back and looked closely at it. She sniffed it and moaned a little and looked in my eyes and sniffed again.She looked back at my cock as she gave the underside a few flicks with her tongue. Then she slowly put the head in her mouth, and just let it sit for a minute. She opened her mouth and put more of the shaft in her mouth. The feeling of my wife’s thick lips closing over the shaft was other-worldly. She started a rhythm with her mouth -.