I’ll be there shortly.”Mmmpf ... You know, Jason -- you don’t have to call every time you head home. You have your own key, so you can let yours...lf in. From now on, why don’t you call me only if you’ll need to stay late?“If that’s the way you want it.”Yeah, that’s the way I want it.“Okay. I’ll be there in ten or less. Sorry if I woke you. Love you.”I love you, too Jason. The call disconnected.Jason drove to the condo residents’ lot and parked in the designated stall. He approached the condo’s. She could feel it. Smell it. And taste it if she chose. Was it going to be his choice? Or hers alone? Did she need his permission, or could she do as she damn well please?“What did Kaylen taste like, baby?” she asked her husband, in the sweetest possible voice, teasing him with her words while she stroked my cock.“She was… sweet.”“Think this cock will be sweet?”“Could be. Could be salty.”“Well, I haven’t had anything savory all night,” she complained, before taking one big lick of my tip. My. And he did; he ate her juices intensely, mainly to satisfy his own urges. “Stroke you cock now but don’t come unless I tell you,” she said. His tongue slithered in between her folds over and over for what seemed like an hour. Then her hand touched the top of his head through her dress and realigned his mouth with her clitoris. “There you go; now show me how much you want to make me horny so I might fuck you,” she said encouragingly. Gil worked on her clit forever until her thighs tightened. He seemed to never tire or weaken.Five minutes later she came again, this time dad was with her at the same time. As soon as her body went rigid, dad gave a big lurch and pushed in with a mighty shove and held it there for about five seconds, then he pulled out and gave about five or six rapid thrusts and then another big one and another pause. Five seconds later he resume a lazier rhythm and for about thirty seconds he just kept thrusting in lazily enjoying the friction after ejaculation.Then.