”“Okay, but why, Sarah? What is it you really want?””I need to be appreciated, dammit! In all ways. Not just as a good mother, or a good ho...e-maker or a good forensic accountant – I need to be appreciated as a woman. I'm coming up to my fortieth birthday a lot faster than I thought I would. Just once before it's too late, I'd like to know that a man enjoyed me, and I'd like to enjoy that man right back.”“Sarah, I don't know what to say.”She withdrew her hand and looked down. “Way to make. “Wipe your face babe I think Neil will want to come on your tits and I’ll take the pictures!”The bastards were photographing my wife while they performed all these degrading acts. My wife was giggling quite loudly as she said.“Did you have to spunk in my hair?” and continued giggling.“Shut up and keep pushing that black dildo into your pussy!” Carl laughed as I heard the squelching sounds of the dildo sliding in and out of her pussy.“Lift your head higher when you lick Neil’s cock!” Carl. “OK, OK. You were right. The ‘Valspeak’ was a bit much, but overall, I liked it. The music was nothing short of fantastic.”“Which song did you like best?” she asked.“I Melt with You. There were some great lines like ‘Making love to you was never second best’ and ‘There’s nothing you and I won’t do’.”“And that’s true?” she grinned.“Peaches, I love making love with you, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world,” I said.“Not even Katy?” she grinned.“Of course not! While that might be a. A killer, even. With diseases, with AIDS. Who knows?I've got to stop Mom from doing this. And just how am I going to do this?Just walk up and tell her, "Oh, Mom, don't send naked pictures of yourself to guys on the internet."But, I've got to do something. I can't let her take risks like this. So, I thought about it until she got home from work."Hi, Travis, how was school?" Oh, fine, the usual. Um, I need to talk with you about something, okay?" Sure, shoot." Well, I was using the computer this.