”“Yeah, it looks that way. Has she asked about those last pictures we took?”“Yes, she did. She asked if you would have them done by tomorrow.�...�“I have them done. One set for her and one for me. Should I bring them tomorrow?”“I don’t know. On one hand, I’m afraid that she’ll show them to the girls and, on the other hand, I think it would be best to appease her. Do whatever you think would be best.”“I think I’ll bring them, but tell her never to show them to anyone else.”“Ha, ha. Do you think. Marie laughs as I sit down and put her across my lap. I run my hand along her thighs before tickling the backs of her knees. Marie shrieks with laughter and I put my fingers in her mouth. "Shush. We can't wake the kids." The childrens' bedroom is on the opposite side of the house and the baby monitor is silent but the warning is acknowledged as neither of us want to be disturbed. Marie starts to suckle my fingers as I stroke her thighs before touching her inner thigh. She trembles with arousal. I imagine this is how the other girls that have been in my bed must have felt when I pretended to be the man that you so clearly are. And then all at once you stop, you lift me up and turn me around to kiss you. My face is flushed and I'm breathing heavily, I must have you, I need you! But you gently press down on my shoulder and I know what you want. I sink down low on my hands and knees and take your cock into my mouth. I devour it, desperately trying to show you how much I want it. I try to. “Too hot, I don’t like it so hot, Eric my late husband wanted to live in Spain but I said it was too hot,” she informed me.“Yes, hot,” I agreed. “We used to live in Blackpool but it was too hot,” she said, “I don’t like it too hot.”“Yes its hot,” I agreed, “With a cool sea breeze.”“Not like here where its just hot,” she said.“No breeze,” I agreed.“It needs a breeze, its too hot,” she said.“Well take your knickers off and let the air circulate around your cunt,” I suggested.“What did you say?”.