But, her writing was littered with it and far more misogynistic epithets. But, what really worried her was that I never should have had a hint that Ve...ra was a slut. If I hadn't been reading my wife's e-mail, I never would have guessed at her one circumspect little relationship with a boring, balding man she worked with.I knew what she was thinking. If I could spot Vera's infidelity, how much more obvious must her own be?After a few agonizing seconds, I let her off the hook a little, "Or, you. ”“OK, and what kind of relationship is it?”I hesitated, then, looking down, said, “I want him to be my master; I want him to accept me as his slave.”“OK, great. He must be a great guy. What did you have in mind?”**I swallowed hard, looked up at Sir and said, “Please, I’m not sure I can finish this story…”He stopped what he was doing to me, and looked at me and replied, “Perfectly all right. We can stop now. Whatever you want. Of course, I’m going to have to change my pants. Your cunt is. She fed me to her semi-moist slit, and once the mushroom head settled into position, she grabbed both my asscheeks and powerfully PULLED."Ungh!" DJ grunted as the first few inches of my cock penetrated into her. She felt tighter than usual, not being completely soaked with lubrication just yet. But she doggedly tugged on my ass while planting her feet flat on the bed and lunging her crotch up into me. And a few seconds later, she fell back against the mattress with almost eight inches of man. She was 47 yrs. old with blonde hair and 44DD tits. Yes, they were natural. She also had a great ass. My obsession with her had grown to enormous levels. At one point, I put a small hidden camera in her room so I could film her changing. If she ever looked under my bed, I would be in trouble. That's were I kept the archives of all of my mom's voyeur videos. That's all I could jerk off to. I would have cut out my left nut to fuck her.I also happen to know that the only reason my dad married her.