The scent of a woman preparing for sex is powerful and intoxicating, mixing with her perfume and stirring my testosterone into a palpable force, my ba...lls ached at the invitation and my cock reached epic proportions. I wanted to taste her essence, my head tight between her legs, tongue deep as I could manage, tantalizing her clit first, then her swollen lips, then in. Becky’s hands clutched at my hair tightly as I licked her warmth, savoring her pussy-honey before moving up her body, dragging. It became even more impressive as she stroked it with her hand and it slowly began to fill with blood. What struck her was how black it was. Her white hand contrasted with the blue black skin. She leaned over and kissed his cock head. She hoped that he had washed it off after Carol. Then she began to suck him. It didn't take very long for him to become erect. Then she heard sounds from the next room. The sounds that come from a bed when a couple is moving in unison on its surface. Those sounds. She started bucking, moving her hips to meet the thrusting toy. I started getting hard, grabbing and touching my cock through my shorts. Anna was moaning, pulling at her nipples with every stroke as her right hand moved quicker, in and out. I undid my fly, pulled out my now hard cock and started stroking it, matching the pace of my jacking off to the speed of her thrusts. Suddenly, she stopped thrusting, her legs closed quickly trapping her hand as her head went back. She muffled a sharp moan. " What's that boss?" The wife wants a new deck and hottub built. You and Horse can work at my house on weekends. I'll give you Fridays off until it's done." But boss, Sunday is the lord's day," complained Dunnell. To him it was the day he prayed to the lord to make his hangover go away."You need money don't you?" Yeah boss." Dunnell got the impression Alan was more threatening to fire him then offering him more money. He was broke and the boss had him by the balls. "I'll be there."Near quiting.