Yes

You get back to lapping at her pussy. Her hand is on your head, pressing your face into her pussy and she's moaning loudly. As she moans out, a slightly stronger tasting fluid gushes into your mouth.

The pressure on your head lightens up and you raise it. Your wife is smiling down at you beatifically. You crawl up, getting ready to kiss her luscious lips when you are stopped by her finger to your lips.

“You don’t think you’re going to kiss me with that dirty mouth, do you?” she questions, “Go brush your teeth, then come back.”

You rush off to brush your teeth. After you finish, you strip off the rest of your clothes eagerly. Your little dick standing straight out. You come back into the bedroom to see a surprising sight.

Your wife was standing there, fully dressed in an old pajama outfit, her hair in a tight bun and her lips cherry red, a smirk on them.

“Good,” she says, sashaying up to you. She tilts your head to hers and you realize she’s wearing heels to tower over you. Your lips meet hers and you get lost in her domineering and invasive kiss.

She pushes you to the bed, positioning you fully on the bed, and kneels over you, one hand playing with your balls as the other plays with your nipples. She traces her nails over your body and your thighs, staring into your eyes with domineering promise.

Finally, after mapping your body with her nails, she finally touches your penis. She runs her nails up and down and you shiver in pleasure, your balls visibly tightening. Her other hand encircles your balls and she makes a slight, sharp pull, “We can’t have you prematurely ejaculating, can we?”

She gets back to work on your penis again, this time pinching it between her outstretched index and middle fingers. Her other hand goes back to playing with your balls again. Pursing her bright red lips, she lowers her head towards your cock and blows slightly right on your head. You feel like you are going to lose it, you haven’t cum in four days and you can feel your ejaculate roiling in your contracting balls. Then the sharp pain comes back and the need was delayed again.

“hmm… so soon,” she smirked at you. Breaking her judging stare you notice that you are starting to flood precum out of your slit. As the dribble hits her fingers, the smirk gets deeper. Her other hand comes up and starts to play with the rim of your head, driving you towards the brink again and you close your eyes in pleasure.

Then she stops. Her two fingers are still holding your little dick, but they aren’t moving. Then you feel a pressure at your lips. On instinct, you part them and she slips her finger in. The taste of your own precum immediately permeates your mouth.

“Suck it,” she needlessly commands. You are already swirling your tongue around her finger, your saliva flooding your mouth. She goes back to stroking you as she removes her finger. You feel your orgasm approaching again. Then, you feel a new sensation. There’s a wet pressure on your butthole. Your eyes pop back open, but before you can make any sort of protest, you also feel her mouth engulf your penis head. Her tiny finger invades past your rosebud easily, lubricated with your saliva, as her tongue flicks your penis, playing with your slit. You feel so close to cumming as her fingers slow down. You are right on the edge and they are barely keeping you there, frustrated so close to that orgasm that keeps being denied. Then, her finger curled back towards you in a come-hither motion and it pressed on something that shot you over the edge. You cum, grunting and whimpering as your eyes close again. Your cheating wife’s red lips wrapped around the head of your dick, so much smaller than her lover’s.

She pulls out her finger and drops your spent and shriveling little non-grower. You feel her hover over you, and you open your eyes and stare into hers as your lips meet. Feeling the pressure of her tongue on your lips, you part them. As her tongue invades your mouth it brings with it a small flood of salty-acrid fluid. As you lay on your back, your wife making out with you, you feel her fingers at your throat, stroking. Her motion forces you to swallow, clearing most of the fluid from your mouth.

She pulls back and places her finger at your lips again. Knowing what to do, you part your lips again. This time instead of the saltiness of precum you taste a more tangy flavor as you swirl your tongue around her finger. After the long day and your orgasm you are to tired to protest as she gets up from the bed.

Rolling over on your side, you curl up and you are almost asleep when she gets back in bed, spooning you and cuddling you as she kisses your cheek.

“Have you ever heard of a shrinker cage?” She whispers in your ear.

“Mmm-mmm,” you manage to say.

“You’ll get real familiar with yours, Amazon is it delivering tomorrow,” she whispers.

“Good,” you mumble, drifting off to sleep.