It didn’t take too long for them to transfer the gear from the back seat to the trunk. Pepper, still wearing his wrist cuffs, stood and watched them... work. It had become obvious over the past two days that none of them were strangers to hard work. He couldn’t believe how easily Rose pitched in to do physical work. He hadn’t heard her complain once about something being too heavy.Holding open the door of the car, Donny said, “You get to ride in the front seat from now on.”For the first time,. "Did you want me to be spanked?" she asked."Yes," I replied."Then I deserved it," she said simply. "Actually, I don't think that my next question will be 'Did you enjoy fucking my mother?'" What will it be?" When are you going to fuck me?" she said.That threw me for a loop, because frankly, as stupid as it was, I hadn't thought about that. I should have. I should have realized that I couldn't do all these things and not fuck her. But I really hadn't thought about it. And now she wanted me to. One glass turned into 2 and she called my name up to the bathroom. Sitting on the bathroom armchair I looked at her face and it was clear she had mischief up her sleeve. Our sex life has been crap the last couple of years she confirmed. I agreed and we talked about why and the fact that we now had uninhibited time on our hands. Then, she threw in the low-baller – I want us to live out our sex fantasies – starting with yours – what is the biggest fantasy you have about me?. This caught me like. She was curvy but not fat, she had short red hair and full plump breasts. She politely asked me about myself and where I was from. I was thinking about lying, but I told her the truth. The entire uncensored truth.She was listening intently to my story, and fidgeting in her chair. I think she was getting very turned on."What do you do for my husband?" She asked.I told her in great detail what I did. Her breathing became heavier as she listened. I also added, that we have never kissed and never.