She still called him “honey,” and “darling,” and other such meaningless phrases couples in a marriage use. Yet deep inside, both of them knew ...there had been a seismic shift. All marriages rest on plates. When those plates move then the whole marriage changes. Like San Francisco whole cities can crumble with such seismic movements. Yet from the carnage and destruction of such a shift, history shows a new, more modern, more gleaming and better structure can arise. Paul’s wife was pandering to her. With my final movement I found her hips against mine. She leaned back hard, being sure that she had taken all of me. ‘So good,’ I heard her say. ‘It feels so good with you inside me.’ I began to move my hips slowly from her, reaching the point of near exit before moving myself inside her once again. With every thrust forward, she pushed herself against me. As long as it had been for both of us, I was amazed at how slowly we progressed. It was lovemaking, not lust or sex. My hands caressed her. As I had a meeting and was still feeling a little horny I put a blouse,skirt and stockings on. At work I could not concentrate, all I could think of was Simon's cock.When I returned home from work I was still feeling horny so I went up stairs removed my panties, bra and started rubbing my pussy.I just got into the mood when there was a knock at the door I quickly fastened my blouse,pulled my skirt down and went to answer the door. It was Simon he had called round for my daughter. My pussy. Her orders were clear, she was to enter quietly and to kiss her way from the foot of the bed to his penis, then she was to suck that until her Master indicated something else for her to do. She would not be clothed at all, as her master did not wish it. She was not allowed to say anything to her master, nor to come unless he specifically ordered her to do so.The only difficult requirement for her was this latter one. She was already excited at the prospect of being fucked, probably three ways,.