During our marriage I told her about my cousins and for fun she would sit on me and taunt me to try and get her off. I never stood a chance as she was... 15 stones compared to my 8 stones. As our marriage wore on these sessions turned more into punishments rather than the fun foreplay it started as. My wife would pick on minor excuses, such as overcooked toast or weak tea to push me down and sit on me until I apologised profusely for getting things wrong. She would also only agree to let me up. No, not today, I panted, barely able to make myself deny what my body craved most. kay, Malcolm grunted, and without missing a beat, he ripped my shirt from over my head and roughly yanked off my sports bra. He stood up, grabbed me by the shoulders and brought me to my knees. I expected him to demand that I reciprocate, but instead he kneeled down so that his dick was level with my erect nipples. Squeeze em together, He instructed. I did so and he immediately pressed his dick to the base of my. I went bright red, sending a huge flush of embarrassment all over mybody, even my knees felt weak!"Does your mum let you wear these?" she asked with a curious smile."Well... she doesn't really know" I mumbled."No wonder you didn't want to get undressed in front of me." She said.She seemed to go red in the face herself as she stood back and looked atme in my slip and panties."I'm sorry honey, I really didn't mean to embarrass you, I really amsorry... God and there I was worrying whether you. I had to adjust multiple time and once my cock touched her face by mistake. We both laughed.Once done, she said there is some hair in my crack and if she should shave that. I couldn’t say no. Her touching my asshole gave me a new intense pleasure I had never experienced. She carefully shaves every bit occasionally touching my cock or holding it to the side. The precum was so much that I had to keep cleaning it and she kept asking why I was leaking. I told her it was natural and she admitted.