"Jack's here," I announced."Hi honey," Jack said, with a grin"Hello dear," Janice responded.They both looked at me. 'Dear'? 'Honey'? What was going on...here?"Pamela wouldn't give me a kiss to welcome me home," Jack said, with a pout."Really? Now Pamela, that's not being very friendly. You know better than that. Now you just put those things down and go give Jack a nice kiss. That's a good girl."Blushing furiously, I carefully put down Jack's briefcase, the shopping bag (with it's mysterious. What happened to the team-building?” Velamma asked, surprised as she found him in the kitchen.“I ducked out. They do it every year, but the team never gets built,” Gopal giggled.Gopal wanted to show Velamma the pantry that was rarely used by the staff. Holding her arm, he rushed with her towards his secret little place. Little did she know that he was going to grab her by her ass and smooch like she was his paid slut.She pushed him away and glared at him. “What are you doing?” She was furious.. For her fortieth birthday, I gave Lynn a new pair of boobs and she did it just right, had them brought back up to spec without blowing them up like a porn star. So, naked, she looks good, really good.For me, even though my cock was still cooperating and I could give Lynn a good fucking, I got some of those pills so we could continue our marathon sex on weekends.That ended a couple of years ago when we sold our business and retired. Now our marathon sex is all week long.We have always put our. Every time I pounding her tits would bounce with the motion. One hand on her throat and one on her tits, I start squeezing her tit, when I hear her say, "Fuck my cunt baby, I've been a bad girl, you need to punish me for making you angry." I had slapped her, making her shut her whore mouth. "Mmmm baby. Fuck your anger out, and cum inside of my tight hole," she said in half a moan. "Fuck you, you little whore!" I say to her as I slap her again. I stopped fucking her, and grabbed her waist.