I pulled her inside to get some privacy and Stephen followed.I had expected him to leave us alone but things were moving so quickly that I didn't even...notice when he sat down on the couch (in your spot) and watched as his wife seduced me in my our living room. I don't know if you would call it seduction, because I was tearing her cloths off before she even had my jeans unbuttoned.When I finally got to pull her underwear off I could see that she was at least as damp as I was.As I started gently. I lean forward and Michelle takes a cup and pours water over my head. Getting my hair all wet. She takes her hands and starts massaging my head as she works the shampoo into my hair I can help but sigh in contentment. She continues rubbing and caressing my head and scalp. She then takes the cup and pours water repeatedly over my head getting all the shampoo out. Her hands start working their way down towards my neck and shoulders massaging as she goes. I feel as though I could just melt in her. Dad must have had a druggist friend to be able to get so many of them. Pulling one of the foil-packed rubbers out of the large box I held the foil packet in my fingers.“What is it,” Ray asked.“Charlie says they’re rubbers. He says that Dad wears em on his pecker to catch the jizz he shoots when they’re fucking, to keep Mom from getting a baby. Ray was Catholic; in his eyes, birth control was a sin in the eyes of the Church.“I’ve never seen anything like that around our house,” Ray said. I’m. She urged me to lift my hips to let her get them right off and when I did so she very carefully slid them down, taking great care to lift the elasticised waist-band over and clear of my cock. When I was completely bare and exposed to her gaze I lay back down flat and my cock was so hard and erect it was pressed hard against my stomach. Mom looked admiringly at it and stood up to remove her nightie saying,"Goodness. That certainly looks ready and eager for something. You don't have any ideas.