‘I’m going to come so quickly,’ she said with a surprised tone. ‘I get so sexy doing these things to you. Serena said I would but I didn’t b...lieve her. Now, I do believe her! She’s such a clever young thing!’I turned my head away, not wanting to watch those magnificent tits bounce as my wife fucked herself on my encased cock.‘Don’t worry, sweetie,’ Marjorie said in a husky voice, ‘Serena says you can come tomorrow.’Tomorrow?I want to come now!I want to feel my wife’s cunt around my cock!But. The symptoms were mild enough that I could easily ignore them, but persisted enough that I couldn’t really forget or ignore them altogether either. It nagged at me. Yesterday, I found it very hard to awaken and really rouse myself for the day…it sorta felt like I was dragging an anchor for much of the morning. Also, the pressure I felt in my chest seemed worse. I decided to mention this to one of the medically-oriented people at our church, and ask if I really should worry about this, or if it. I went to that bar looking for something and you came home with me.” “Taking advantage of you was never my intention.” “I think I’m the one taking advantage here.” Southern took Duncan’s hand and walked backward pulling him toward the back of the apartment. She kissed him again, still walking backward, pulling his hand to the small of her back. Wrapping her in his powerful arms he lifted her off the ground crushing her into his chest, his fingers entwining with her hair as her mouth danced over. The sound of it seemed to shakeher out of her sexual frenzy and in a small, pleading voice she said "No." Butit was more of a request than an order. I said, "Mom, we've both been drinking. In the morning neither of us will evenremember what happened."This rationalization must have been sufficient to let her go ahead and do whatshe wanted, because she then reached down and helped me pull my pants andshorts down around my knees. I pulled her panties down over her hips and shelet her pajama.