” Their mother warned.The evening meal was a relatively uneventful affair, for which Chris was both thankful and disappointed about in equal measure.... His mother kept an eye on him during the meal which forced him to act all innocent and stopped him from trying anything. There was a football match on TV and he watched it with his father. Unfortunately, they both supported different teams, and those teams were playing each other. There was a lot of shouting, mostly good natured. Mostly. But it. We shifted our position a little which allowed her cock close enough to my mouth while was still riding my cock. I was massaging her tits while sucking her cock while she was riding me and clenching her ass muscles tight to loose while she rode me. I intentionally was edging her and could tell she wanted to cum. I wanted to time it to cum when I was ready to. She was not edging me she just wanted me to cum in her. I do not know if she wanted us to cum at the same time or not. She was getting a. The rules were never the same for both of us. "Yes, Sir." i obliged, as i always had. He looked down at me and put one hand on top of my head. "Does your husband know what a little slut of a wife he has married?" the words hung out there on the horizon like dirty, soiled bed-sheets. I was flush with contempt - angered, frustrated, betrayed by my own desire. I breathed hard and didn't answer Him. He gripped my hair; all disheveled but still in some semblance of a pony-tail, and yanked it back so. She clearly smoked, but it hadn’t aged her as much one might expect. Well, I thought, lots of tobacco farms around ... the habit came with mother’s milk ... almost. That would have to change, sooner rather than later.I brought out my Converter and zapped Maggie with it before she even saw it coming. Gina stared at me with panic and confusion, so I cleared things up by zapping her, too. Sure, I tended to use the slut ray gun more often so far, but this was essentially that same weapon on.