I lay back and relaxed. He licked, sucked, nibbled, and flicked my clitoris for what felt like forever. When I was getting closer, he went faster. I g...abbed the cushion underneath me with all of my strength, I was so close. "I'm coming, sir, I'm coming!" I squealed."No, you're not!" he exclaimed as he let go of me. My body froze."Why the hell did you do that?" My voice was shaking again."Fucktoys don't get to cum, dear," he winked, as a hard slap hit my ass. Then he kissed my forehead lovingly.. Hey sir why are you sweating so much.Oh you find these clothing soft to touch.Hey Sally, we have a freak here on my check out.You do what kind of freak, what's he about?Just shut up and serve me now it's your job.My money is as good as your so don't be a snob.I'm sorry sir, maybe even sissy or is that miss.What's the matter little girl don't wanta give mumma a kiss.Look you twisted chunk of hate, you scank you check out chick...Owwww, Owwww what are you doing let go of my blood dick.Now you. After that he'd used most of a steel drum full of degreaser to get the stains off the walls and concrete floors.The sturdy wooden workbenches that lined the walls couldn't be cleaned, but a few hours with a belt sander got most of the burns and notches out of them. The hand tools had decades of accumulated grime on them, but now they gleamed from their proper places on the wall mounted pegboards above the benches. It had taken the whole month to organize the tools and replace what was missing.. He moans at the warmth and softness of his wife's mouth as he gently pushes his penis as far as she will permit it. He sighs as she flicks her tongue around inside her mouth, teasing the precum from her husband's beautiful cock. Meanwhile the boy has moved to between his legs, and is licking and sucking his balls, while running his tongue along the shaft, occasionally licking his wife's face, which turns him on.Now it's the boy's turn to fit that head into his mouth. He's done it many times.