My wife spent most of the day in bed, I walked into the bedroom late in the afternoon when the k**s were watching some movie.My wife pulled away the c...over and spread her legs. She said she was still horny and wanted to thank me to letting her fuck that huge cock. I crawled in bed with her and fucked her hard. She had a couple of orgasms and told me that just thinking about that black cock made her cum.Later in the week, I came home from work a little later than normal. My wife had text me and. I couldn’t hold back any longer. My cock swelled then throbbed as I shot a vast amount of my cum up inside her pussy. Patty screamed my name as I screamed hers filling her pussy full.I allowed my cock to grow soft up inside of her then rolled off of her. Her pussy farted loudly as our juices spilled onto the bed. Patty curled up to me kissing me upon my lips. She was still breathing hard as she asked me where I had learned to fuck like that.“From watching my mother and father,” I replied.I know. The Mistress looked at his body and it was glowing from the powerful strokes but the skin was not broken. She spent another half an hour on his back leaving his buttocks alone once more, as she had other ideas for those chunks of flesh. When she stepped over to the table once more she looked at the cane, but after picking it up she placed it back in its tray. The strap was a cleaner instrument as she had no need to see welts this early, and the punishment was more a teaching of which he had. Believe it or not, before then, he was a monk in a Trappist monastery in Colorado. Seems weird that he's got a doctorate in microbiology, doesn't it?"Anna Belle's eyes popped open. "That's who you asked Ms. Sellers about? Oh my god, how interesting! Why did he leave the monastery? And why on Earth isn't he teaching at some college or working in some research laboratory?" You'd have to ask him about that. All I can say is that he pretty much raised PJ and me, and he's been my go-to guy for.