My husband loved my breasts more than ever. I knew that he couldn’t wait to suck them. They were constantly engorged and heaving. I knew we’d have...an amazing time together. My pussy was already getting wet from all the excitement. I hadn't had sex in so long. I too was excited and horny and wanting to get fucked. I went downstairs and set the table and waited for my husband to come home. I heard his car door and I went to the door and stood in front of it and waited for him to walk in. This is. First that he was in a wheelchair, second that he evinced a healthy dislike of all politicians and whilst physically tied to his house, his mind wasn’t tied as his body. He knew almost everything that was going on. His interest was not just the locality, he was an avid follower of what was happening in the world outside of his constraints. His study would have satisfied any lecturer in Oxford, Cambridge or any other seat of learning. Around every wall of this large study were desktops fixed to. "Her eyes closed. Oh my god. "Listen to me, Rachel, listen to my voice. We are going to do some work now... so very hard work. I need you to help me, to work with me, to cooperate. Are you going to help me?"She nodded, slightly, as if dreaming."Remember your son. Mom. Son. Mom. Son. Now help me. Mom. Son. See it in your mind... feel the relationship. Feel the feelings you have for him. Mom. Son. Remember what that means. Mom. Son. But that's not quite right, is it? That's not what you remember,. I kept on kissing her keeping my dick inside and told her that pain will subside.I started giving gentle strokes and felt her pussy walls relax now. The feeling was the best in the world. Her pussy was wet and warm like an oven. Even she started feeling the pleasure and her screams turned into moans. As it was our first time,we were uncomfortable with our positions and had to adjust many times in between.After about 20 mins I felt like exploding,I increased my speed and her moans also.