You stood proudly as you watched your son and husband drink that beer as he ate. You stood, waiting next to him for whatever else he needed.
Eventually he finished and pushed his seat back.
“That was excellent…” he admitted.
“I’m very glad” you say with a smile.
“Now, as for this whole… you wanting to fuck me…”
“Well, it’s part of my purpose.”
“I want to see you naked.”
You smile and nod, begining to reach for the straps of your dress.
“No… no… I want you to strip for me.”
You eyes widen with joy as you begin to dance for your man.
You run your hands over your body and you gyrate to imaginary music.
You watch his expression as you slowly get naked in front of him.
He unzips his fly and pulls his cock out as you get down to your bra.
“So… have you come to a decision, my dear?” You ask him.
“I… I want to know what it’s like… I am going to fuck you and then I’ll make up my mind.
You squeal with glee as he grabs your hand
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