Anita did this squatting display several times, giving those men a nice leg and pussy show. Some of them approached her, getting her butt groped once ...again…My sensual wife had been felt up by at least a dozen different males. I enjoyed watching them now approach her and touch her butt by pulling her skirt up.As she squatted down one more time, I moved over her and shoved my crotch into her lovely face, holding her head there for a moment; I smiled and then walked away. I turned at the end of. “M-master, what is going on?” I stammered, my mind reeling.“Someone paused time. I don’t know why you’re not frozen. You weren’t immune when I did earlier.”“You stopped time earlier, Master?”His head snapped around to stare at me. His brow furrowed. I saw hesitation glimmer in his eyes and concern tightening handsome face. He ran a hand through his mused, black hair. He really need to get a better hair cut.I don’t know what I thought popped into my head right now. But ... it was easier focusing. "Rena snorted."The G-spot isn't real," she said. "I read that. I think all that crap about vaginal orgasms and female ejaculation is wishful thinking by feminists and guys who want to be peed on or something."I smiled at Chrissy."Rena sounds like an expert," I said, and she giggled."She could be right," Chrissy said.I shook my head."No, they're real." I turned to Rena and looked at her confidently."In fact, I can prove it to you," I said.Rena snorted."What are you going to do, show me a. Get some sleep because I can promise you that you’ll need it! Everybody to your own bed too!”Saturday:Boy was I awake early. I couldn’t believe what had happened last night. I got up and didn’t get dressed. I went into mom’s bedroom and climbed in bed with her. She opened her eyes and smiled then she looked at her alarm clock.Mom said, “It’s too early! Go back to sleep!”I asked, “Can I sleep here?”Mom smiled through squinted eyes and grabbed a hold of my cock. As she stroked it I settled in and.