" Jack, I said no such thing." Sure you did ... Wheels and a driver, you said." I did, but I didn't mean it like that."The white-headed man asked, "Ju...t what were you meaning?" You know how most highway jobs have one yellow hat digging and eight or ten white hat engineers watching?" I've mentioned that to my wife more than once," he agreed, "So?" Well, here we have a whole bunch of white hats ... that's them ... trying to explain to the slave driver ... that's you ... why they don't know where. Holding each other as we had done hundreds, maybe a thousands times before. "I love you, Lenny." I love you, baby." I reply, and begin moving in, and out of my sexy wife. She is always so wet, and hot for me. It's hard not to cum in her after just two or three pumps in her body. Her sexy moans always fill our room, and drives me to please her even more.Our hips move as one. My hard cock sliding in, and out of her slick pussy. Her soft moans fill my ears, making me pump her tender love tunnel. " he said looking at me angry. "You're a bitch..." I said back as he smiled. Leaning into me and stroking his cock so fast. "Im a bitch? Am I your bitch?" he said as I nodded yes. We started kissing again as he grabbed a hold of my neck , "Fuck me like a bitch... fuck me and make me cum... fuck me..." I started thrusting as he pleased. Fucking the cum out of his ass as he stroked himself. After a minute of stroking and fucking him the best I could with my sensitive cock he exploded. Shooting. I knew from experience that I’d have about thirty minutes as she got ready. I jumped out of bed and rushed to the kitchen and whipped up some waffles. When Tracey came out of the shower in her fluffy white robe, she found me on the on the balcony. I had breakfast all set up on the little table, complete with waffles, strawberries, orange juice, coffee, and a single rose I had hidden from her the night before. We spent the morning dining on the balcony and sipping our coffee together. ‘This.