" I always said it only takes one good idea," Jason commented. "Making knives was mine, but it's not in the same category." I guess I always knew you ...must pick up a few bucks here and there at it," Scott probed lightly."I've done all right considering the time I put into it," Jason replied. "Granted, some of the sales are pretty big, but it takes some time to do the job right. I could make more money if I put more time into it, and there's a few shortcuts that could be made to increase the. It was distended, filled with his, hot blood. My vagina bulged out arrogantly to keep the massive cylinder of meat filled with blood. He was so big, every time he slipped his cock back into me, it dragged my clit down along the barrel, driving my insane with pleasure. Then without realizing it, I found myself climaxing as tiny, little explosions of sensual joy filled my mind over and over again. It was like watching diwali fireworks display, except it was going on in my head.Explosion after. He took the stack of bills out of his suit and kissed it for good luck. Just one big score, that's all he could wish for. After that, no more gambling-ever. He held the money in his hand and edged his speed a little higher. A pothole in the road shook the steering wheel and the bills were knocked out of his hand. He felt around on the floor for the stack of bills and could not find it. He looked at the floor for a second to locate the money. He never saw the truck that pulled in front of. ...." Go on" I said."I want you" she said, "to have me right after.... To have me anyway that you want.... Eat me, fuck me, spank me... How ever you want me... But immediately after, okay? While I'm still all messy."I coundn't deny it but this was all sounding very exciting. Plus, I was now rock hard again. My wife's hand had slid down and she was gently caressing my balls and cock."You didn't meet the girls last night, did you?" I asked, needing confirmation."No Sir" she admitted, "I didn't.".