After calming down and making myself some cheese and bacon pasta bake I head back to my room to get dressed again in the uniform I had not long taken ...off, not sure what time Jim will be home I head back to the living room to watch TV. Heading past the kitchen door I change direction and move toward the kitchen cupboard above the sink to the left, inside I find the leftover bottles of vodka, brandy and tequila, without thinking about what a bad idea it is I take the tequila bottle and pour. “Turn around. Nice dress, by the way.”“Thanks,” I said cautiously, but I didn’t turn around.His hand was still in the pocket of his jacket. He smiled at me enigmatically.“Turn around, kitten. And lift that dress up.”I hesitated, my mouth a little dry. “You’re not gonna – spank me again, are you?”His eyes met mine.“Maybe. But that’s not the point. I thought you agreed to this.”“Well.” I swallowed hard. “That was – before.”“You know how to stop me,” he said simply. “Now would you please turn. ”“Just do it then .Fuck it like you want .”I put myself in position to do it and I started pushing it in .It was difficult despite all the lubrification I provided and the hardness of my cock .She was tight, it was clear she hadn’t done it in quite a lot of time .I tried to keep her body still and finally I pushed it in .Only the tip first as she was a little bit in distress, complaining for the pain but not intentioned to stop or giving up .She spread her ass to let it slide it in easier .It. Besides the woman is now the grandmother of two of my infants. Ikay's mother does have a name, but as everyone calls her Lola, which is Tagalog for grandmother, that's how I refer to her.Lola gave me a good laugh this past month. I guess she was confused how I could want Ikay when I had such a beautiful wife.Lola: She's too pretty and too young. When, does a man who has a wife like that, want to bother with someone like you, child?Oh mother, I think you had better ask Maricar that question. I.