We called it recycling cum it came out my balls into my cock shooting into my wife’s mouth back to my mouth then back to my stomach my wife also lik...ed to watch me eat cum. It got to the point where I would fuck her and she would make me beg to eat the cum out of her cunt. Or she would tie my hands to the bed and lower her wet clam like pussy in my face. Sometimes she would make me lean back with my legs over my head with my cock towards my face while she fucked my ass with a John Holmes dildo. If I broke up with someone, it wouldn’t be long before I got into another relationship. So I really never planned or neither was there an opportunity to be with an older woman.It all changed when Payal came along. We met at a digital marketing workshop. We were sitting next to each other and hit it off pretty well and spent making small talk when we had the time. I didn’t think much of it when she asked me for my number.Now about Payal. She is one of those bored at home married women. She is. Chapter 3: Turning Lemons into LemonadeFor the next few months I lived in a perpetual hell. While I'm happy tohave been able to wake myself from my programming, it also meant that Iwas now responsible for doing everything "Ally" did to please Davidsonand Thompson. First and foremost, I had to make sure that neithernoticed that I had broken free of their mental bondage and was slowlyrecovering my memories. But what this meant was that I had tobelievably convince them that I was the happy,. "Oh, God, Tim, don't stop!" she moaned. I took one hand and pushed her hair up off the nape of her neck, and kissed it; I then started licking it. That did it; she flipped over on her back, and pulled my head to her breast. I took one nipple in my mouth, being mindful of what she'd been through, and licked it thoroughly; I then switched to the other one, giving it equal treatment. "Take my shorts off", she said softly. I slid them down her smooth legs, and off her feet. She spread her legs, and.