George started as he realised she had caught sight of his interest in the mirror. "Dear me," she said, getting to her feet and striding towards him, "...don't you know it's rude to stare." Without waiting for an answer she dealt George a hearty slap across the face with her open hand, leaving his cheek stinging. She returned to her dressing table without another word. George, not anxious to earn another slap, cast his eyes down at the floor where all he could see were her nylon clad feet and her. " His leer, she thought told another story. "I am a......married woman....I...I don't do things like that." She finally spoke, once again glancing down at the huge piece of meat. "No problem, you don't want to find out what its like with a big dick, that’s your choice." The man wiggled it at her once again, he then pulled it up and to the side, pulling his boxer shorts back up, and he stuffed the now hard cock back as best he could into them. It was a struggle. "Damn, this thing is. I was shocked because she had never done that before. I went into the bedroom to take a shower. When I came out my wife was in the bedroom and she asked if I was ok. I looked at her astonished and went to say thank you and then she cut me off telling me that I shouldn’t think that she didn’t agree with her mother it was just that she could wait ’til I was doing better to let me have it. Great. I went into the kitchen leaving my wife in the bedroom. I found a beer and turning to open it I saw. I have had fetish encounters with many women but none of them were as co-operative as this girl. She really understands what I meant and has a great fetish appetite like me. Back again when she said that I asked her ”aapke husband and son nahin hote kya subah main” for which she became sad and lowered her head. But she made it a reality which I will disclose later. Now after a much satisfying licking session she expressed her desire to see my manhood.She moved her hands down and felt my already.