.if you want it...beg me, honey to feed you!" I taunt. This is what I love...my husband so submissive, so compliant to my demands."Please, baby, make ...e cum....I need it..MMMMMMMM...!" he moans as I continue to tongue fuck his ass and stroke his hard cock. "Please what... tell me....what are you going to do...if I let you cum... what are you going to do for me? I want to hear you, Michael, beg me to feed it to you!" Please, honey, please feed me.... Feed me my cum... make me eat it, OH! I want. He had called them crappie.Lunch was served. Clara, asking everyone to bow their heads, had said a prayer of thanks for sending these new friends to them, and seeing them safely to their new families. She had also asked for forgiveness for their transgressions, and to lead them all in the pathway of love. Everybody said "Amen" and had started to eat. All were dying to try the soup Misti and Sam had made. They were astounded at its flavor, now understanding why it was so popular. William had. He woke Steve up and said time to eat. After breakfast I took a shower. I was drying off when the door opened. Stepping in Tom smiled and took the towel from me and knelt down. He patted my chest and stomach with it. As he dried my legs he pushed them apart. Moving up my leg he pressed the towel against my groin. Tom said to turn around. After drying my back he said to bend over. Puzzled I did what he asked. I was nervous when I felt him spread my butt cheeks. Tom must have sensed it, he said. As soon as he hit the floor he would take off at full speed for the nearest horizon. It was worse when he started walking. I swear that just a couple weeks after his first step he did nothing but run at full speed.Terry and I grew in our love. He was always thoughtful and considerate of me. I never had any reason to doubt his love, but at the same time he gave me space to do the things I liked. With my mom to help with the kids, I started with rodeo again. I didn't have any plans to compete,.