My wife’s therapy has improved her mobility to the point where she can do all the necessary exercises at home. Thus, in a month, we will be going ba...k to Boulder. I gave my notice to an unhappy Earl. I had not been called upon much lately to jerk him off. He seemed like the same old friendly guy and is wonderful to work for but either he is not as horny as he once was or he’s tired of me jerking him off. Oh well, life moves on. Our house in Boulder was vacant. Our old neighbors phoned to let. "We need to find where she lives. Pay her a visit. Let the slut know we've got what she needs. We'll turn her out to even mild sadistic men. They'll PAY to get at those tits and bust 'em up for her." And..."bitch with tits that sway like those do is Out Looking For It. She knows what her titmeat is doing to us. Bet it turns her on to see we got hardons. And...."we get her in some proper hooker tops and skirts and she'll be turning tricks in the back alleys down by the factories and strip. My hands on each side, as I waited hungrily for my husbands thick 8″ rod to fill my mouth. My wait was over soon. My husband walked into our room and closed the door behind him. His sinister grin assured me that he was pleased seeing the state of his faithful wife.He spent no time in pulling his throbbing dick out and gliding it in my mouth slowly. I welcomed it but soon could taste the other women that my husband must have banged while coming home. I wondered where he took her and how come he. . It’s bold... and revealing... it’s going to make a lot of m-me-me-men think about,” Jack gulped then rushed through the rest of the thought, “what’s under it.” Jack’s hands were still covering his crotch, holding the material of his jeans over his still stiff dick. Beneath his fingers, he grew even harder as he imagined Jessica naked. “Sorry,” he whispered, staring down.“So I look like I’m trying to get laid?”“Maybe g-g-guys might think so?” Jack offered. He felt confused, his mind a pulsing.