When I removed my dress and looked in the full length mirror on the door, I was pleased to see how sexy I looked with my hair up, wearing nothing but ...my fabulous high heels. I turned on all the lights and walked back into the room. I wanted you to see me. He has removed the pillow and is watching me again. “Now we’re on the same page. I totally remember that.” “So you do remember the shoes.” “Not at all. But I remember you coming out of the bathroom, turning on all the lights, and parading your. About the tenth smack we’ll say, her hand smacked my balls, I guess my legs had separated a bit with each smack. Now that hurt! I jumped up saying “You smacked my balls” as I reach around with my left hand to rub them, this put my hard dick right at her face. Sister Mary Rose was shock herself and began to apologize for hitting them, “Oh my lord child, I’m so sorry, let me see them” she says putting her hands on my hips to turn me around. I’m sure they were as red as my ass was. She. Many's the night I jerked myself to sleep and awoke to a sticky mess on my belly.Up until then Michael and my wife had been fairly discreet; their sex sessions had been mainly confined to times when I wasn't around or when I was in bed, but, slowly, that began to change. More and more often I was returning from work at my usual time to find the downstairs empty and sounds of sexual gratification coming from the master bedroom - their bedroom. I had to pass the room to get to my own room and. "Oh, Honey, I'm beat!" Brit said as she dropped her jacket over the chair back. I walked up behind her her, rubbing her shoulders as I kissed her neck several times."I'm no ball of fire myself," I confessed softly in her ear, gently kissing her earlobe. A few moments later I began setting up the coffee maker for our morning and Brit said she was going to go get ready for bed. Turning to watch her as she walked down the hall, she had removed her sweater top just before she turned to walk into.