What just happened to me? Did she mess with my mind like June? How long was I standing there, drooling in front of her? Long enough to take off my pan...ties and get my jeans back on, at least. Where did that time go? I can see myself clearly now, standing in front of her repeating after her just like June. Calling myself a slut. Begging her to control me.Is that what happened or what I wished had happened?No. Fuck that. She said one day I would ask her to do that to me. Which means I didn’t do. His shaft felt hot and solid in her hand, she loved the way it felt and let her finger tips move to its head where she found him secreting wetness just as she was. She spread it gently over the swollen head and started to ease his foreskin slowly over it, enjoying the smooth way it slid back and forwards.“I want you in my mouth, I want to taste you too.”Keeping his head between her thighs he positioned himself over his wife’s face with her still holding onto his erect shaft. Once he was there. "She folded her arms, feeling the situation with Paul was coming to ahead. Peter, the big lunk, was at a loss at what to do. Just likealways, when faced with a problem his brains couldn't solve, he fellback on bulling his way though. It might work fine on a constructionsite, but not for problems involving undersized 11 year olds. "Alright young man, you better get cleaned up before your father getshome. I'll go ahead and wash your clothes, so you had better hop in thebath."Paul was ecstatic to. I could feel the heat from her pussy on my dick, she was also getting very wet which made my dick very slippery, I couldn't help but begin to thrust between her thighs and pussy. With each thrust I pressed my pelvis into her clit, making her wetter and hornier. Then without a warning she took my dick in her hand and slipped it into her pussy, I froze not sure of how to proceed and just stared into her lust filled eyes. At this point only the head of my dick was in her, but the feeling of her.