Ok, I am obsessed. Let me explain… I’ve been married to my high school sweetheart for over 25 year now. I was attracted to her immediately when we... met. I was only 15, she was 16. Overly infatuated with huge breasts since the start of puberty, another life long obsession that still is in the forefront of my mind, virtually 24/7. Certainly an addiction and hopelessly addicted to sex and big tit porn…but I digress – that’s a story for another day. Back to the thought at hand, again, very instantly. An hour? Two? Neither of us showed any signs of stopping. Both of us knew by this point that Holly was my pit stop, my stress relief, my little pet.Even so, I liked to make sure she knew her place.“Whose ass is this?” I asked, releasing her left hip just long enough to give it a stinging slap as I kept drilling her from behind.“Yours, Daddy.” she moaned, rewarded with a confirming chuckle from me and a quickening to my pace.“That’s a good girl.” I remarked assertively as I continued to ram her. ..was he going to kill me? I had no idea. Without saying a word, he took his clothes off very quickly, puffing like a steam engine and just...staring at me...the entire time. When he was naked, he stood there for a moment like he was encouraging me to look at him. He had hair all over him and his cock was, to me, huge. He smiled at me, then put all his weight on my legs and crawled up my body. He kissed me on the lips and I think that's when I really started to cry, but he kept going, making. She then told mesomething I already knew."I just couldn't help myself Mrs White. You see, his penis, oh my god hispenis, it was so lovely and it made me feel so good. I just couldn't stopmyself," she gasped as I went over to sit next to her and hold her hand."It's alright my dear, I understand. You see, his father, my husband, hehad exactly the same effect on me and that is why I was changed, justlike you were, but for me it was more than 30 years ago my dear," Iexplain to her as I do my best.