It doesn’t matter, darling, she’d say, it’s just not that important, I don’t care, honestly.When Sandra became pregnant with their first child, Po...g put the problem on hold. Perhaps the hormones of motherhood would provide the answer to her lack of arousal. Was she always going to be frigid, Pong asked himself wearily after their first daughter was born?Their second daughter was born in 1979, when Sandra was twenty and by that time he had almost stopped caring. She was utterly faithful as far. She slowly lowered herself on to my prick, and as soon as I was in, began to grind away. She laid close to my body, towering over me, her breast bouncing and shaking in my face. I put my hands around her waist, and began moving my arms up and down her back; all the while she rode me in rhythm. I then finally got my hands on her jugs, seizing one in each hand, slightly squeezing. I rubbed her nipples and the rest of her boobs, blown away at how soft and smooth they were.I then put my hand on her. When it went in he thrust himself forward pulling her head up so that he was fucking her mouth, thrusting forward and pulling her head up he established a rhythm that suited him. Her mouth was warm and slick with her saliva and she provided good suction on the head that made him crazy. It didn’t take him long before his balls tightened up and he flooded her mouth with a goodly portion of his hot cum; holding her head against his body as his dick pulsed several times he pushed out the last of. I left a trail of clothing from the front door, up the stairs to our bedroom. Dwayne followed me chuckling... and slapping the leather hairbrush slowly against his palm.He did just as Ginny told him to do. He spanked me until I was sobbing uncontrollably. Actually I was crying from almost the first swat since my ass was already so tender, but he kept going until I totally lost control. Then he very gently stroked my back and my ass as I lay across his lap crying.When I was cried out, his.