She couldn’t suppress her moans of pleasure and words of encouragement which fuelled his passion to please her even more. The bed squeaked quietly u...der their love-making. She ground herself with more force as her clit rubbed against his pubic bone and her nipples rubbed against his chest. Her pelvis came off the bed to meet his thrust with a new urgency as she was close to her peak. Her mouth left his as she turned to her side and moaned as the first wave of orgasm hit her. Though it wasn’t. Eventually the day was over and I made my way home, managed to get the 5.00 fast train and a seat all the way home, even the warm setting evening sun on my face as I walked home from the station was giving me a good feeling about that night. I briefly stopped of in the off license to get a bottle of wine and some cigarettes but I was soon home and started running a hot bath and opened the bottle of wine, within five minutes of being inside. Once in the bath I gave myself a long soak whilst. The problem with a man like Harold is he's just got a big heart. A big ol' forgiving heart and he started letting his wife get away with disrespecting him. He gave her an inch and she took a mile and it's his fault, I'll give you that, but damn, I sure couldn't send a man to hell for being too kind and generous, could you? Hell was where Harold was living and I could see it plain as day. His handsome face was a mask of woe as he sat there, nodding at every venomous word his wife uttered.He even. K. Mom, I like that idea.So we are in the shower and he takes a face cloth and puts my favorite soap on it and washed my breasts as he stands there with his cock the size of a flagpole sticking out horizontal and I wrapped my hand around it but could not get my fingers all around it and Gus looked at me like This is so nice and it was. He washed me up very nicely and lovingly, maybe the whole idea of doing my son is wrong and perverted but damn, he loves me more than that useless bastard who.