”I was on cloud nine as waiting for this opportunity for a long time. But before I came to my senses she had already torn my t-shirt and was pinchin... my nipples.Then I said, “Ok.”She gave punch on my stomach and said, “I will punch your balls if you don’t address me as a mistress. Remember anything other than mistress will land you in trouble. Now on your knees and take my slippers off my legs and lick my legs clean.”I had started obeying her undressed and started linking her legs clean. She. . she blushed. Not a cute pinkie blush ... a Holy Shit blush ... and her nipples popped out even farther ... the barbells stuck out like thumbs. Her shorts got instantly wet and she smelled GOOD."You married, Lieutenant?" Megan asked"Nope ... seeing someone though. I'm getting sick of her games." He did a couple of things to the cockpit instruments ... the chopper settled into an autopilot mode and went even faster. "DD won't play games." You're on, Lieutenant. Guess away." Number One: Your dad. Trembling, you hurry to the door, but not sure if you should enter or not, you stand at the door for awhile, before mustering the courage to turn the knob and walk in. During your hesitation, you have decided to enter loudly, so they will know you are there and nobody will be startled by your sudden appearance.As the door opens you look toward the kitchen and your wife is on her knees with one hand wrapped around each cock - or as much as she can get around them, as the men are very thick!. The event that I am writing about had its genesis five years ago. At that time Flo and I were saving every penny we could get our hands on to buy a house. That year I told Flo that we would not be able to buy Christmas gifts for each other. On previous Christmases we were very extravagant in our gift giving. Flo was very disappointed, not because she wanted things, but because she really enjoyed giving me gifts. I also enjoyed giving her gifts. We kept reminding ourselves that our new house.