He did this every once in a while on a regular basis. It was like a summer thing that he did every year. Did he think that she was stupid? Maybe it wa...s just that she loved him so much. That made it worse.She loved that man like there was no tomorrow. He was compassionate, he was kind, he was a great provider and she was sure that he loved her too. If it wasn't for this yearly affair thing, he'd be the prefect husband. That was what made it so bad. There was literally nothing that she wouldn't. I had been working very hard to learn to relax my throat muscles so I could take his cock in my throat, but usually ended up gagging and having to stop. For some reason, this time I relaxed my throat and his cock eased into my throat. I was struggling to breath and Horace said, “Breath through your nose honey.”As my breathing became less labored, Horace began fucking my throat like a very tight pussy. I was amazed as I was deep throating him for the first time. “I can’t believe it, I’m fucking. Locating the right G-spot takes a hell of a time sometimes and varies from woman to woman. I tried with a few minutes to locate it. Finally, I could hit her G-spot. Her expressions changed, and her voices inside the room were reverberating now. I tried to stimulate her G-spot now often.“Right there, boy. Oh fuck, Daksh, I will cum. Please fuck me now. I can’t control it anymore. Stop teasing now and start fucking me.”I changed my position so that I could access her pussy and she could suck my. He slowly teased me with his cock, pulling himself slowly out and then shoving back into me when I least expected it. He laughed at how bad I wanted him to fuck me and then slowed himself down even more. He began to massage my ass cheeks and I relaxed while his thumbs trailed over my crack and past my ass hole. "How many boys have you fucked, Simone?" Just one, Daddy" Mmmm that's nice, sweetie." He pushed his dick into me again slowly and his thumb stopped at my little brown hole. He pushed on.