You feel so tight and wet. Your asshole is gonna make me cum. Oh Yeah, I moan. Please cum inside me Tommy. I want to feel your cock pump me full of yo...ur cum. Cmon baby, fuck me good, pump your cum into me. Fuck me Tommy, oh yeah, fuck that asshole. With that, Tommy lost it. He came in me with great force. He squeezed my body so tight, I couldnt breath. I could feel his cock way inside my asshole just twitching away as he pumped what seemed like a gallon of cum up inside me. Slowly he. That he had initiated physical contact with her while I was absent startled me unpleasantly. They were talking very quietly, so I assumed they didn't want me to hear. I moved to where I could be seen by Charles and waited. As they sipped their wine, each used their free hand to touch the other, and my heart ached with each caress. When they finished conversing, Charles looked over at me and I could tell that my outfit impressed him. I stepped directly in front of him. "Slave Janice, reporting. Out. Right now,? she commanded. He still had the last log of shit in his mouth that he was working on as he stood up. Picking up his shirt and suit jacket, he followed her out the front door. He watched bare-chested as she first set her alarm system and then walked away from him without looking back. Brian Thompson put his shirt and jacket on and waited for the next elevator down. Stepping outside, he saw her limo had already left with her inside. Brian took a deep breath and looked. After a few minutes I noticed my wife no longer fishing but sitting on the hood of the car, her shirt unbuttoned her beautiful round tits popping out the top of her bra, it was as if she had gigantic lollipops sitting on her chest and all i wanted to do was suck on them. I watched her a few moments as she licked her lips, then in a soft sexy voice she said to me "how would you like to have something other than fish on your hook" she smiled as she fully unbuttoned her shirt. I walked over to.