This was going to be easier that I had imagined. I was glad the letter came back. I sat on the bedroom floor, naked with my legs open and began, "can ...you see how short my pubic hair is? Remember the night you called and told me to watch the news on TV if I wanted to know about the fires? That was the night a man shaved my pussy."Danny's jaw dropped and he glared at me, revulsion in his eyes."We had been having sex in your bed for some time but that night I was going to send him away without. I'd never even seen a cock, let alone sucked one, yet his groans told me my instincts were serving me well. It was my last supper, the final feast of my short life. After an initial salty tang, his meat was bland, tasteless, like a warm pliant pebble. While turning the gold band on his third finger, Greg mouthed silent words and stroked my cheek, then, without warning, he grabbed my hair and violently fucked my mouth. Spit splattered his thighs, flesh battered the back of my throat, and still. "Patrick's been a bad young man," Mom told, and my heart raced. I must have froze momentarily from how sexually insinuating that sounded, because before I knew it, the little camera on Mom's phone was now revealing the true nature here."Well, it's about time," Julie said, and I could audibly hear her giggling. Mom had the phone directed at her face with my dick planted on it. "Oh my gosh!" she gasped. "He came on your face everything?" Blotches of my seed still tarnished her face from before,. I stayed behind her holding my hand cupped over her juice sodden cunt and stroking her thigh as she quivered with the pulses of her afterglow. It was my turn now! I prodded and brushed her bottom with the head of my penis to remind her I was there. She looked at me over her shoulder. "Want you!" was all she said, and she fingered her cunt to show me exactly what she wanted.I held my wife’s spread thighs and gently pushed my cock head between them just below her bum cheeks. I savoured the.