"Hmmm." Ethan's forehead creased, feeling a strange yet thrilling sensation in between his thighs. He thought he was dreaming, but after fluttering his eyes open, he saw a figure beneath the blanket below him. 

"Aaaahh." A soft moan escaped his lips as he threw his head back. He felt lips surrounding his bare manhood and slender hands circling his girth. 

He puffed his cheeks, reaching for the blanket. He uncovered himself and found his wife, already eating him. 

His eyes narrowed, realizing how Samantha had already bathed. She was in her silk robe and her hair still wet from her shower. 

A hiss left Ethan's lips as his handsome face turned frail. He was amused, watching Samantha looking up to him while her cheeks hollowed.

He looked around and realize that he was alone. He asked, "Where  - where are the kids, honey?"

Letting go with a pop, Samantha palmed Ethan gently before answering, "They are with, mom."