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Before she could convince herself not to, Melinda put a finger on her coffee table and swiped up some drying cum. The finger went into her mouth. It had been years since blonde she’d tasted cum. Matt typically stayed with the traditional “it all goes in the vagina” idea. Their first few months of marriage had been different, but that seemed a very long time ago. Closing her eyes, Melinda twirled her tongue around her finger and swallowed. The water upstairs turned off and she quickly pulled her finger out of her mouth, squirting cleaner onto the mess. Getting the cum off the table was easy, although she’d have to get rid of a splattered People magazine. The carpet was another story. It took several minutes of scrubbing before the only evidence of the erotic moment was a patch of wetness. While she cleaned, Brian came down the stairs, quiet. threesome His shirt was long enough that it covered his penis completely, but he walked gingerly, obviously afraid that he might flash her. As if he hadn’t just done that and much more. Melinda thought he might sit down on the couch or a chair, but he simply stood there, watching her clean. Not that she blamed him. She was on her knees, scrubbing a floor, after all. Her shirt didn’t allow for any revealing cleavage, but her gangbang free breasts wobbled substantially as she worked, and her butt, barely covered by her tiny shorts, stuck out into the air. Conscious of the kid watching her, Melinda exaggerated her movements and raised her rear end even higher. Mess clean, Melinda stood and, smiling sweetly at Brian—he smiled weakly back—she deposited the cleaning material back into the kitchen and went upstairs to find something for the kid to wear. Nothing from HER side of the closet, obviously. He wouldn’t appreciate being put into girl clothes, even if they would fit him better than anything Matt owned. Settling for some blowjob sweat pants with a draw string, Melinda went downstairs and proffered the pants to Brian, who now sat on the couch, legs together, actually twiddling his thumbs. He took the pants and put them on, still seated. In the instant that Brian lifted his legs to slip on the pants, Melinda caught a glimpse of his soft penis. Only about three inches long, Melinda couldn’t help but note how… adorable it was. What would it feel like to have that thing in her mouth, growing into the hard dick she’d seen earlier? Shaking the thought from her head, Melinda set about washing Brian’s clothes and fixing a couple sandwiches. The sound of Bailey mowing the lawn filtered into the house, but all else was quiet. She and Brian didn’t talk until Melinda was about halfway done eating her sandwich. “You really don’t need to be embarrassed,” she said. He’d hardly looked at her since cumming. I hope this hasn’t scarred him for life, Melinda thought. “Okay,” was his only response. Thinking frantically how she could put Brian’s mind at ease, Melinda ate. Her body conflicted with her mind. She wanted him to feel better, but she also really, really wanted to have her Hardcore own orgasm. She almost NEEDED it. Maybe she could do both? Melinda took a deep breath, steeling herself. “So, do you want to watch something with me while your clothes get ready?” “Sure.” She came to on her knees, ass up, head down, ankles tied together, wrist pulled back to her ankles and a rope around her lower back and the back of her thighs keeping her to stretch out any. “Oh, fuck,” Wendy moans. “What’s this thing all about? “It’s OK, baby.” Mom blowjob whispered gently like she had some many times when I was young. I knee walked over behind her, reaching around to play with her nipples. He’s about 5 inches taller than me and being in this shower right now seeing how large he is compared to my slim frame makes me feel delicate and vulnerable. “Um, what would make it better?” I ask. “You don't have to do that,” I said. Her breathing had become heavy and ragged, at this point she was writhing about so much, I began to doubt how good the data would be. I looked her in the eyes after our lips parted and smiled, as I looked down her top. Part of the transformation derived from some really tough happenings in his life, including his near miss with death over his drinking. Thanks to the 2 orgasms I’d already had today the pace she was going at didn’t make me cum right away but I still felt that I wouldn’t be able to keep it back for long if she continued like this and tried to stall as much as possible. I woke in the morning to an empty bed beside me, Alex nowhere in sight. 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