She does this for a few minutes and everytime her breasts move down she licks the tip of my dick. "How's that feel? I'm glad your cock is so big that ...I can suck on it while you're titty fucking me." She then stops and stands up."Aww," I complain. "I was enjoying that." "Well, I have a feeling you'll enjoy this more," she then straddles me, grabs my dick, and lowers herself onto it. "Holy shit," she says loudly. "You're going to tear me. My husband is never going to be able to get me off again.". I guess so."Sensing her confusion and weakness, Greg pressed the attack. "Well, if you are indeed a 'proper and decent woman', then shouldn't you also dress in that fashion?" he asked.Head still bowed and turning a deeper red, Mrs. Clark stuttered, "well....I.....it's just......I.......I guess so." Well alright then. It's settled. Next time I see you, you should be dressed that way," Greg replied amicably, sensing a win. "I think you got it all cleaned up now Mrs. C. You can get up now."Flushed. I went through a rather debilitating depression following my “failure” and my “solution” was to drown my sorrows in alcohol. In spite of it all, somehow Nancy saw something in me that nobody else saw. A real human being that was hurting and didn’t know how to handle it. She showed me love and helped me out of my downhill alcoholic spiral. Nancy did more for me than anyone else in my life ever had. I vowed to myself that I would do anything I could for her. Since our marriage, I always. She reviewed what Herbert had said in his last communication, just before she left Metropolis. "Ore bore has encountered coal now, Sylvie. That is much easier to bore through, but if is a soft bituminous coal, that may be difficult for our tunnel plans. We may have to strengthen the tunnel walls in that location. However, that is the point of our exploration: finding where we have to alter our planned route, or change the tunnel walls to suit the environment. We will probably have to change the.