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"Lanny, don't you think it would be a good idea to make sure your wife knows how to use this thing?" Joe laughed as he released his tight grip on her neck and put his arm around Susan's shoulder.At the urging of the others, the young husband could only agree as he watched his confused wife standing in the porn shop leaning against Joe.She looked so out of place standing there barefoot, wearing only her thin silk night shirt while the rest of the customers gathered closer to enjoy her obvious humiliation.The sweating black clerk opened a magazine to the centerfold, showing a model with a large dildo pushed into her shaved snatch. He placed the picture on the counter telling Joe it might help her if she saw a visual aid. Then she might be able to figure out what to do with it.Joe picked up the book, showed Susan the lewd photo, and asked her if she would like to try getting off with the dildo, just so that they would all know that she knew how to use it.The frightened young wife looked. Did I do something? Are you mad at me?"Mom looked up at me, a tear running down her cheek. "Oh, no, Paul, that's far from the truth. It's just that - I'm afraid to get close to you." What are you talking about?" Well, I got close to your dad, and he left. Then I got close to Karen and Jennifer, and THEY left. Now you are all I've got, and I'm afraid if I get close to you, you will somehow leave me, too."Then she laid her head on my shoulder and really started to cry. I put my arms around her."I'm not going to leave you, mom. I love you. If we are having sex or not has nothing to do with it. I've always been here for you. Wasn't I here for you when dad was so cold with you? Wasn't I here for you when he left? I need you, I love you. I want to be close to you again, mom."Mom lifted her head up, and gazing into my eyes, brought her lips up to mine. They were still wet, and they tasted so sweet against my own. Gently our mouths opened so our tongues could taste each other. Her mouth felt.
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