Pleased with my effort, I finish by wiping around the surfaces, sure that the receipt may have been planted as a test to see how well I'd complete my ...task. Perhaps I'll even receive a reward if I meet his high level of expectation. Maybe I could exceed it? The thought of being fucked takes over, and lewd images come to the forefront of my mind as I begin the arduous job of waxing his car with a hard-on.I hope he remembers what we spoke about last night before we ruined it by angering each. "What are you, some kind of pervert?" No, no nothing like that. She's a very attractive woman and she was giving off very receptive vibes tonight. What the hell, you never know unless you ask." Do you really think my mother would agree to something like that?" she said, clearly incredulous that I would suggest such a thing."Yep. The pheromones were positively humming tonight." Well, forget it. There's no way I'm sharing you with her." Ah ... so it's about sharing then, is it?"That got me. Well, maybe a bit better. A bit easier to listen to... "I'm afraid that the poor man had something of an accident," she told him, speaking through the music. "A very sad incident, but the important thing is that you're home, of course."That was apalling! Her own husband! They'd been married twenty years. Good years, too, by all accounts. She didn't even seem... but, you know, there was no point in being overdramatic. Yes, he was dead, and that was very sad, but there wasn't anything that tears. But it's the same for me. The psychology in the deal room gets me off every time. Alpha males jostling for position. By now, 45 minutes after the close, I'm usually squatting on my bed, knees wide apart, teasing my favourite dildo between my cunt lips. Anticipating the moment when I ride it, letting it fill me for the first time. Fulfilling the delicious ache that fills my womb. I see from what you were watching on the TV you're an aficionado of anal. That's good. When I'm really horny (and.