But when he was going through puberty, she respected his privacy. The cracked door that day with the satisfying sounds coming through it was too much ...for her to resist. “More to the point Lee, how did you know I was coming at that particular time?”“I don’t know Mom,” he answered. “I wasn’t sure. But when I was a little kid, you used to leave my door open a crack. And when you would walk by you always peeked through the crack to check on me.”Though her mind was extremely troubled at what had. It took me several minutes to calm her down enough to talk to her. Finally she regained control."What do you want from me?" she asked with trepidation."Nothing," replied William, "other than to know you have been properly punished." Please don't tell my husband." How will you be punished if he does not know you have been naughty?" Could you punish me? Then he'd never need to find out." Madam, it is a husband's responsibility and duty to punish his own wife. I could not possibly do it." Oh,. He gives out a loud pleasurable moan of satisfaction feeling the warmth of her mouth enjoying every inch of him. While she gazes up at him, he grabs onto her hair pulling her away before he bursts out. He leans himself onto her, consumed with pure passion, he lowers her back onto the bed. She wraps her legs around him, as he runs his hands over her smooth, creamy breast. While she arches her back, he puts her nipple into his mouth biting down gently, as she moans he slides his finger inside of. That was where my memory gets cloudy. I know we got in the room at 12:05 and we arose at about six, but the orgasmic rush was like a pillow of pleasure. We fucked, sucked and ate each other with gusto. Uninhibited, raw and a little crazy, if it felt good we did it. We paused only to pee and to hydrate. I saw the clock say 4:30 by the time fatigue overtook us. I remember he came hard right before then, and as I rose to pee I felt his spunk run down my leg. I entered the shower and washed off the.