I did give her a massage twice a week which usually led to sex.We did go to dinner every other weekend to one of our parents' homes. They were always ...happy to see us and asked us how everything was going. We told them things were fine between us but Jen was always a little down once her baby bulge began to show.Don't get me wrong here. She really wanted the baby but knew it totally changed her body image. I told her often that she was still beautiful and had a gleam about her, almost radiant.. "Yes, you liked it," Joyce said. "Now, the question is... what are we going to do about it?" I can beat up David and Mike," Bobby said, his voice squeaking. "I'll beat their asses good!" No. You won't," Joyce told him. "You're smaller than they are. Besides, what I have in mind would be much better." Tell us how we're gonna get back at them, Mom," Bobby said. "If I can't beat them up, how are we gonna get back at them?"Joyce took a deep breath. Watching her children closely, she outlined her. I misunderstood because I offered my hand to her mouth while I asked, "Paul? We have the same name?"She pushed my hand away and said "Yes, the same name and no, you lick it off, I want you to taste his semen. We'll call him big Paul and you cuk Paul to save confusion".I hesitated feeling dubious and even a little nauseous at thought of tasting semen, "Please" she said. "Paul… big Paul licked his own semen from me, I want you to do the same so start now by tasting it. You are always on at me to. It wasn’t until she was gasping for air that he stopped.He sat back in his chair examining the elder woman as she recovered from her multiple orgasms. She barely had the strength to lift herself to sit up. After a few moments she looked at Brad, “Holy fuck that was amazing.” She took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down from her intense excitement. She looked at Brad with a hungry stare. Brad had never seen a woman give him a look so intense and full of lust. “You know Brad when a student.