"How long?" he asked the clerk."How long what?" The clerk showed his annoyance, he had a lot of things to do and lots of people to do them to."How lon... before I can expect delivery?" demanded Jack.The clerk looked at his books. "Well, for a factory model, sixty or seventy years it looks like?" I can't wait that long!" wailed Jack. Even the people in line behind him murmured; that did seem excessive.The clerk snapped the book shut, "You come back here before it's ready, you'll just get the same. She was vigorously sucking my dick and I too did not let go of her pussy. I kept fingering and using my tongue to dig into her pussy. She came down in torrents and there was juice all over me. She meanwhile was jerking my dick with her hands and also sucking it. I too shot my cum and this time she took it all in and turned around and showed me her tongue. My cum was all over her tongue and lips she was enjoying slurping on it and then she gulped it down.She said ‘ramesh you were right…it is. I have everything I could possibly need or want.” And that is pretty much the truth. We both work hard to afford us to play hard. We always have a good time together and laugh a lot. But lately, something else has been on my mind. We have talked about it before, but are both unsure how it would affect our relationship. I decide not to bring it up now. Maybe after we are married we will discuss it again. The next two days go by pretty fast. We are both working hard, business is busy and we are. "I took a few minutes to decide. Somewhat reluctantly I said, "Okay. I'll do it. But only if Tiffany agrees to it." Oh she does. After we make love, she mentions that she wishes she could still do it with you. She doesn't feel bad about saying that because I say the same thing." She blushed then added, "I mean I wish I could still have sex with guys. Not sex with you; I never actually thought of sex with you ... until today." She said that last part very quietly.Val was just about to say.