“I’m a mature, stable, responsible adult and I think I have just lost all my marbles. What do I do with Pele?”“Who’s Pele?”“My walking s...tick.”“You can put it here,” he said, showing her how to strap the stick into place.“Her,” corrected Rebecca.“Okay,” responded Wayne. “Put her here, but don’t try to swing your leg over the back of the bike or you’re likely to get a good sharp poke.” He mounted the cycle and kicked it to life, then assisted Rebecca with her helmet. “Climb aboard,” he called to. It was about six o’clock when we got back to our hotel rooms. I called my husband to tell him about my day. I told him about the guy I watched and how horny I had gotten. He asked if I had enjoyed myself and played with my pussy. I told him I had rubbed my clit in front of the man in the other room and came. He said I should have fun, try new things, and he would see me in two days.The next day Amanda and I went to the pool to lie out and relax. We were drinking mixed drinks and enjoying the. But be careful.”She started going down again.“Don’t bite. Okay?”“I won’t.”“Because, you know. That could hurt.”“Jay, you’re too tense. Just relax. Sit back, let me do the work. If nothing happens then that’s okay. If something does happen then it will be wonderful.”“Okay. I trust you, Emily.”Her smile got real big. Then she went to work. Her lips wrapped around the head of my dick.“OH!”She stopped and looked up again. “Are you alright?”“Yeah. I didn’t expect it to feel like that.”“Does it feel. " Dad, when was the last time Mom let you have sex?"His mother gasped at the question. "Don't you DARE..." she began, but her words were cut off when Brad raised his belt."Two months ago, maybe more, son." I see. And when was the last time she gave you a blow job?"Again, she gasped, but this time wisely kept her mouth shut."Years and years ago. And she has never let me cum in her mouth."Turning his attention back to his mother, Brad gave the command, "Strip!" What?" she gasped."You heard me. I.