Is there any scheduling problem with these days and times?Again, our response was non-verbal as we both shook our heads. "Great! I need to know from e...ach of you just why you are here and what you hope to accomplish with these sessions. Leanne, I will have you go first. As simply as you can, please tell me why you are here and what your goals may be."Without looking at me, Leanne began, "I don't want a divorce. It's that simple to me. I want to know why my husband cheated on me and I want you to. The moment his handtouched the doorknob his wrist burned again. He looked down to the watchand saw it flash yellow."What is this..." His question was cut short by the sudden pain he felton his backside. His ass felt like it was on fire, but then thesensation was gone. He looked over his shoulder and saw that his ass hadplumped up a little, filling out his typically loose khakis. "What thefuck!" Oh, I see you've noticed." The voice now was inside his head, and itgiggled before continuing "The. I didn’t really care. I had another cock in my hand. My third proper cock and it was mine to have and do things with. I gave him my best hand strokes, spit in my hand and gave him a wet rub. I undid his belt and pants to open him more and put my hand into his underwear to scoop out his balls. They were impressive. A big fat round sack sat on top of his elastic with his cock spearing out above. I rested one hand under his balls and felt their weight in my palm. I curled my hand. We both were naked in front of each other as just born babies.He threw me on the bed I fell spread-eagled on my back. I closed my eyes, opened my thighs wide and waiting for him to jump on me. But instead of jumping on me my lovely son is staring at my nakedness. Though I am married 21 years and enjoyed the love games, today I felt I am a newlywed bride and felt shy.I covered my tits with left elbow and my pussy with my right hand. He came to me and slowly removed my hand from my pulsating.