She told me to scratch a little harder and higher. When I reached forward, my bulging prick pushed lightly against her buttocks. She didn't move for a... minute while I scratched. She then asked if I would rub her back firmly. I began kneading her back muscles. My prick was pushing against the crack of her ass as I rubbed. Beth then rotated her hips so that her cunt came in contact with my pulsating cock and she pushed back against me. I thought I was going to come in my pants when she asked me to. I think they loved eachother but sex was not something they kept inside the marriage,in fact they were serialcheaters having countless relations ,flings with all kind of people.When my mother turned 40 she realised that her best time was over and she basically stopped having trysts and turned to another friend : alcohol,lots of it ,i came home from school and would find my mother passed out drunk on the couch or wherever she fell,my father turned her into a clinic for about at least 5 times. Wednesday: The next morning came too soon and Dad, Art Sr., Rob and of course Tommy, the pilot, departed for Fairbanks and points beyond. I think Jenn was just as unhappy to see her Grandfather leave as I was to see my Dad depart.After another cup of coffee, we turn to work. Using the back-hoes, we dug the septic fields and installed the leach lines. When we filled in the fields we also covered the tunnels. I had decided that I would put the washer, dryer and freezer on one side of my tunnel so. I love that he loves my ass, I love that he loves to lick my pussy, I love that he loves to suck my breasts. I love that he'll do all those things for me until he passes out from exhaustion if that's what I ask of him because I've satisfied him like no other woman ever could. He had become totally and completely mine. He was mine as much as if he were a slave that I owned. But his devotion to me is more powerful than if I legally owned him. I own him mind, body, heart and soul because I.