I did not bother to hide the hardness of my cock as I stood before her. With a mean smile, she reached out and grabbed my cock with an unexpectedly ge...ntle grip. She pulled me by my cock to the living room, and then pushed my shoulders so I was bent forward, using the couch for support. "If you cum, we will have to start again," she explained. I had no idea what to expect. Surprisingly, she started to gently stroke my cock. I was starting to really enjoy it when suddenly she squeezed a little. " "No, not at all, Sloane. You look magnificent. These are for you." I handed Sloane a bouquet of roses I bought on my way over. "Oh my, these are lovely! Thank you, Carter. Please come inside." Sloane led me into the living room and told me dinner would be ready shortly. If the living room was any indication, Sloane had a beautiful home. The room had a nice, warm feel to it, and was very welcoming. I noticed pictures on the table of Sloane and what I assumed were family members. Sloane and her. Finally, with one great gasp for air, she looked at him, terrified to see the determined set of his features. "Don't! Don't! I can't breathe, please--"But he was merciless. Watching carefully to make sure she didn't pass out, he forced her to one more crashing orgasm, barely hanging on to the vibrator as her pussy gushed moisture.When he finally removed the toy, Marie lay limply, soaked in sweat, her face wet with tears, her chest heaving. Her legs were trembling and her clit protruded. She talks of wanting kids with him but can't stop from giving him hell about the littlest of things.Tom always enjoys coming over to our house for the weekend because he gets a break from her. Kimberly knows to leave her bitchiness at the door when she comes over to visit us, as I won't tolerate her bullshit.It was Thanksgiving weekend, and they came over on Thursday afternoon for a five o'clock dinner. The dinner was fantastic, as always, and we ate well and had a good time. Everyone headed.