That night—Thursday-- I had a relatively good dinner as I pretended to be my usual loving self. Once the dishes were cleared I retired to the famil... room to watch some baseball. “Honey…I’m going to have a brandy. Shall I get one for you, too?” Brandy sounded good and I would normally agree so I said I would. Ruth brought it to me and sat on the other end of the couch. We touched glasses as we had always done and I took my first sip.I was almost finished when I realized something was. She laid on the bed and she grabbed my cock, pointing it straight to her hole as I moved my hips forward to enter her wet cunt. “Just fuck me baby. Fuck me hard!” I started a fast and hard rhythm and we were breathing hard. She started asking me if I liked my mom's tits, which I managed to answer “uh huh” while I continued pounding her. She asked me if I would like to suck on them as she pulled my head down to her breasts. As I started sucking on her breast, she said something that. "My pussy will never be allowed to have another orgasm, no matter what. If it tries too much, your dad will bite off the rest of my clit and eat it." As I say this, the last two inches of my clit pull away from Anna's mouth and we slowly chew up my clit and swallow it at the same time.Anna lowers her pussy to my mouth, telling me to bite off half of her remaining clit and eat it as one of Anna's birthday presents. I do as she asks and then Anna releases her dad's cock from the cage, kissing. ?Hey Mr. Plunkett, how’s it going?? Spalding asked in a friendly voice. Darrell looked up and grinned.?How’s it going, Spalding? You missed the last Chastebois meeting.? Darrell lowered his voice when he said this, although the streets in their suburban neighborhood were deserted.?Yeah, we had an away game, and didn’t get back on the bus until seven Sunday night. Hey, it’s none of my business, but how did it go with your secretary?? Spalding was a little afraid to ask this out in the public,.