Nothing else happened though. Several times that weekend, Rob called me ‘Sensei’ which is Japanese for teacher and I would smile each time he did ...it. We didn’t talk anymore about me and Mike but it was on my mind the entire weekend. I was certain that Rob really wanted me to fuck our Son and teach him and the thought made my pussy wet! I did finally decide that I would find a way to fuck my Son and that thought made my pussy tingle. I decided was going to do it!!The next Monday morning after I. "You're so right" he laughed and rang a little silver bell on the bar.Almost immediately, the door opened and Amelia walked in, she was wearing a short, white tunic over white hold up stockings and apart from very high heeled white shoes, she was completely naked, I could see clearly the dark circles of her nipples through the nylon tunic and he cleft of her vagina peeked out from beneath the hem.In her right hand she held a dog leash, the other end of which was attached to a choker worn around. He really liked holding my head as he pumped his cock in and out and jerked his meat,” Cheryl was noticeably more heated sexually as she spoke.“So he was having fun fucking your face,” I commented.“It only took him a couple of minutes before he was shooting his load down my throat, I guess it was the way he was using me that got him off so quick,” my wife commented.“Most likely. Was it a big load?”“Modest size, and I swallowed, as usual,” Cheryl added, then began a small climax herself.“I was. I knew the way, I haddone this once already, but despite that it proved harder this time. Like aclutch stuck in its bearings, it shifted only with difficulty.But it did shift."How? Why?" Why?" he shrugged. "Because I can, mostly. Once I had tasted your wife'scooking, I knew that I must own the chef. Her cullinary skills are simplydelightful. She is delightful. In so many different ways." You bastard!"I took a step forward, but an upraised hand stopped me in my tracks. Therewas no wall, no force.