We still made love three or four times a week. She snuggled and cuddled the same as she always had. Looking back and thinking hard on it I couldn't se...e where I'd done anything to upset her enough to make her do what she was doing.That thought brought me up short. Why the hell was I trying to see if it was my fault? It didn't matter what I might have done it was still no excuse for Beth to piss on her wedding vows. No sir! The fault was all Beth's.The drive home gave me some time to consider. Naomi continued to lick the sensitive tip of my cock before eventually opening her mouth and sucking down on my swollen shaft. Her hands cupped my scrotum as she took my dick as far into her young mouth as she could. I watched as strings of saliva escaped from the side of her mouth as this amazing sixteen year old continued to pleasure my rock hard, throbbing member. Then without warning she withdrew, letting my saliva coated cock slap down onto my belly, the sound reverberating perversely. The door opens on the first floor and I tell my wife I have to go back and get my cell phone. I have be alone with her if only for a moment. The door closes and I instantly slap her ass hard letting my hand linger on her lovely ass, feeling her up. She turns to look at me, a shocked look on her face. As our eyes lock, I see the look of of lust and passion. I grab her by the shoulders and push her against the wall of the elevator. She smiles, realizing who I am. But how did she know? I know now. "I won't, Jenny," remembering what Joannie called Dad earlier.The two of them then showed me how to apply my make-up."We will show you how to apply your make-up this weekend, but the next time you'll be on your own, Deanna." Jenny told me."Show Deanna the letter from Mom while you and I beautify our faces," Joannie reminded Jenny.?I almost forgot.? As she turned towards me, Jenny handed me a letter. "Your Mom wrote this to you, Deanna."---My Dearest Deanna:I write this letter out of love for.