Still ... I didn't think more of Robert's untypical behavior than a husband who was borderline drunk and having fun in a safe situation. There was no ...way I was going to even try to take advantage of that. That's not in me.Arriving at their house, Wilma and I each took one of Robert's arms and made our way into the house. Robert had an arm over our shoulders and we were holding him up, more to prevent him from stumbling than falling down.It was then I noticed that while Robert had his arm draped. When it was time for anal training, Iwould start with smaller to ease him into it. These dildos were bothhollow and I filled them both with his cum from the jug. When we presseda button on the strap on dildo it would 'ejaculate' the semen.Handcuffing his free hand to the other, I explained to Candi that it wastime he learnt to suck a cock properly. Instantly he shook his head, Icould imagine his eyes wide with fear under the blindfold and he heldhis mouth firmly shut. That was easily dealt with. To me the condo symbolized stability in my life because it told the world I owned my own home. My Harley expressed my love of adventure and freedom. The antique MGA sports car with the ragtop was my status symbol. I went home, napped for three hours, and reported for "work" as a dining room waiter serving love starved old women.Woops, my first assumption was wrong. After I stripped down to my knit boxer briefs and tied an apron around my waist. I walked out into the dining room. Michael, the. I pushed my dickhead over her pussy lips. She couldn’t take it screaming hard. I took it off and entered my two fingers and moved it all over. Her pussy was too tight to enter.I placed my dick over her pussy again and laid on her kissing her lips and trying to hold them with mine. I suddenly gave a hard jerk and could feel my dickhead pressing hard. She tried to scream but couldn’t as i was holding her lips. I again gave a hard jerk and my half dick was deep in her. I could see tears in her.