No, I just missed sharing the warmth of the holidays and the Christmas memories. And there's no reason I should be alone - I'm an attractive brunette ...with a nice figure, and at 41, I'm barely over the hill. But I always seem to hook up with losers. There I was, adjusting the bike's seat and feeling sorry for myself, when I heard a rustling from the direction of the fireplace. The fire had gone out hours ago. When I went to investigate, I found sooty footprints leading to the kitchen. Did. I'm going back to being selfish and makeyou lick me before I tease you to the brink --- and then send you awaywith a set of blue balls."He laughed softly. "Whatever you say, sweetheart. I just can't believehow lucky am to have a wife who's so sympathetic that she lets me dress,comes on like a she devil, and then loves me more every year that we'retogether." "Hey, it's not that one-sided," she assured him. "I get allthe orgasms I can stand, on demand, and don't have to do a thing for. Then I popped a new tape in, and took her confession with me.That tape gave me leverage, I could probably ruin her marriage with it, pay the bitch back for what she had done to my family. But... the thing is, Susan was sneaky, smart, and so damn sexy. I vowed to myself that I would not underestimate her. I had to factor in our respective relationships with my dad. He loved her, he was almost obsessed with her body. I could hear my dad fucking her, wheezing and puffing, and groaning as he. I flexed my legs and heard the crackle of plastic. When I tried to close my thighs, I felt thick cloth keeping them apart.All around me were naked, moaning women playing with each other. I kept still, sucking on my pacifier, watching the wonderful show.As I grew more alert, I felt something in my butt, as if I had to go to the bathroom. I worried then that I would shit my diaper and smell up the place. I tried to squeeze my anus muscles, but couldn't. It was then that I realize that they had.