“You don’t know how much I wanted you,” I said between kissing his face and neck over and over.“Yeah, I do,” Candy said and carried me into ...the next room.We abandoned our clothes, still refusing to let go, still fearing it would all end.But once we freed ourselves, I found Candy’s impressive cock, uncut and sticking from his bushy crotch like an embedded horn. I took it into my mouth and worshipped its immensity, sucked on its fleshy thickness, and moved to the center of my oral fixation.He was. I wondered how many other housewives he fucked since doing this painting business."I'm surprised you managed to get over here so early then," I said.Ryan just laughed and eased his way over some to get the rest of the trim along the wall. He was now on his knees in a more comfortable position as he painted around an electrical outlet on the bottom of the wall."Don't be modest," I said, "If you got some skills, be proud of it." I didn't say I wasn't proud of my skills," he said while still. Your mouth latches onto one of my nipples and I moan with pleasure. I feel your tongue tracing every tiny bump of my areola before it flicks across the tip. They are so big, so firm, so juicy, but when you start to lightly suck on my nipple, I feel it harden further in your mouth. It’s exquisite. I can’t imagine anything better, but then you start to roughly squeeze the flesh of my breast, almost forcing the nipple further into your hungry mouth, and I think I have died and gone to heaven.You. Youcouldn’t do that. Now, I believe what Janie told me.She said you don’t listen to her either and prettymuch just do as you’re told.“I’m giving you a choice. I’ll tell you the same thingI’m going to tell your cousin. You can accept thepunishment I give you, or you can pack up and we’llleave. Right now. Your choice.”She looked up at me. She was crying again, and it wasbreaking my heart. I was trying to be strict, but shewas melting me. She.