I do as asked and pound her deeper and faster, stuttering, “I`m close to coming. Shall I stop?”“NO! Fuck me! I want you to fill me!” she yells....It doesn't take long until I let go, with streams of my juices oozing into her. I can’t seem to stop coming. I don't want to stop fucking her, so I keep going, even though my legs feel weak. I don't know how, but my cock gets hard again quite quickly, and I slam it in deeper.“Pull out,” she orders.I do as asked, and she turns around, saying, “Do it this. And when I take you home maybe we will hit my fishing spot with a smile. So why don't you go grab some clothes that can get dirty and meet me out in the shop. Ok as I ran up to the room I stay in. There was stuff on the bed already. I started to change when a bottle of oil and a note say put this on that little ass of yours and bring bottle with you. I did and opened the door to the shop. That car was a old 30s car. He love to work on. Right away he showed me what he wanted me to do. And I was. " Biting my lip as she starts to tease and work my body, cupping my balls in one hand, squeezing them.." Who taught you that?" I smirk down at her..." You don't need to know" She purrs back. I watch her lips part and welcome my thick member to her tongue. The soft sucking makes me reach full erection, I've never been this hard. Saliva dripping off her lips as she start bobbing her head, my hand still gripping her hair helping her by thrusting my hips forward making her take more of my cock. ". I needed to be at the office by nine. I took a quick shower and dried my hair while the Mr. Coffee was making a pot of coffee. Once again, my mind showed me images of James fucking my wife. And once again the images made me horny. I shook the thoughts out of head. It was a ridiculous thought - Di was not one to hop into the sack with someone else. I called my secretary, telling her to check her email, find the report I had emailed, then to print it out and assemble it in a presentation folder.