"She nodded and snuggled down into the pillow.While he got ready for bed, he heard her voice in the other room, almost a whisper, saying, "I love you,...goodnight."For a moment, he assumed she was talking to him, but then he heard, "Give her a big hug from mommy in the morning" and he realized what she was doing. With a quiet pang of melancholy, this only emphasized that tomorrow was his last day with her.By the time he was back in the room with her, she seemed to be right back asleep. However,. "Hi, Mrs. Stern, you sure do look terrific with your hair pulled up like that and it makes your chin look so nice and firm even though your skin is like a baby's bottom."She smiled at my attempt at being suave and romantic.I guess that I seemed a bit immature because I was only just twenty-one and graduating from college. She was already divorced and likely had been humped by her husband hundreds of times in every opening and was several years older than I. My experience was only with my sister. Dated nice guys and tried to enjoy 'normal' straight sex. I did flirt around with girls on and off and although, by my late twenties, I had decided I was definitely more lesbian than straight, there was till something missing from my life. I finally discovered that I love ... no, need, to be controled and told what to do to really be fulfilled sexually.I love a beautiful woman to tell me how to dress, how to act, how to pose, in short I love for someone to take over control of my body and then. Just then, returning our gaze through the window of our sitting room, we both watched as Kurt began to increase the pace as he fucked my wife’s mouth. Jenn opened her mouth even wider and struggled to swallow each thrust, gripping Kurt’s legs for support. Finally, he tightened his grip on Jenn’s hair and pulled her down firmly over his hard cock. Then, Kurt leaned his head back as Jenn pulled him all the way inside her mouth and down her throat. In the dim light, I could see Jenn gulp again and.