She huffed through the gag but was terribly horny and helpless. I slapped her hard on the wet pussy a couple of times and made her stand up. This time...I took off all my clothes and asked her to follow me to the hall room like a dog. I grabbed a small stick (used to put up clothes for drying) and a couple of clothes pins in the corridor. She looked terrified when she saw me picking it, but followed silently as any word would have landed her in trouble. I sat down on a sofa and she knelt before. I straddle his member and tighten my pussy as if Im pulling him in deeper. I grind slowly as i look into his eyes. Like Im looking into his soul and smiling at he person he used to be. Rough, hard, passionate, and steamy. I take what i want. As i reach my climax over and over i can see he cant last any longer. I untie his hands and push him over onto his stomach. Laying on top of him now with his cock in my hands, i press my body against his. I get close to his ear and whisper give it up to me. "I'm opening and have to be there on time, so I'm going to try to make you cum fast. Enjoy it, okay?"She licked her hand and seized my rigid shaft, giving me smooth, tight strokes, all the way up and down, a little squeeze at the top to give the head even more intense stimulation than I would normally give myself. Not as good as fucking her, but she knew her way around my cock and knew how to handle it as smartly as she drove that little sportster she had when we'd started dating. She let a. ("Dan, how do you work on that high voltage?" Easy. I turn that stuff OFF.) Opening up and dragging out equipment that partially melted in place. Pulling steel panels bulged by the explosion of an electrical fault.I put good technicians (and mediocre ones) on the job and watched them work, taking copious pictures and notes, downloading files of data from smart devices. Then sat in a corner and started working over the mess. Talked about the client engineer like a dog, too. All he could do was.