She realized I wasn't wearing a belt. Once more I told her to keep doing that. I couldn't tell how she was reacting to all of this since her face was ...acing toward my cock. She kept playing around over my jeans regardless."If I take it out will you jerk it," I asked. She simply replied with 'sure'.She moved her head up as I took off my jeans. I unbuttoned my boxers and pulled out my dick. At this moment I could see her reaction and I could tell she liked what she saw. She put her head onto my. “Well I guess I’ll just have to clean up and go home,” Jeff answered, confident that she was under his control now. “No Jeff… I will try. Susan leaned over and wrapped her hand around Jeff’s soft cock. She leaned over and tentatively licked it. She immediately tasted the tang that she assumed was from her own juices. She licked up and down on his head and was rewarded by his cock beginning to stiffen. She continued to lick up and down his shaft as it grew. “No Mrs. Jenkins. Take my cock inside. An F150 is only rated at a half ton. If you had five good-sized men in the truck, you would have that maxed out without any cargo. You won't notice a difference in the ride though, come on, get in and drive it a little. You have to see how easily this thing handles."I looked at him thinking of declining but the "I want to buy a car" syndrome pulled me into the truck. I climbed up into the cab noting that women and kids might have some trouble with the tall steps. The salesmen noting my look of. This had been the way for the past six months. Solace would say something she considered fairly innocuous and Rosanna would snap out some nasty retort. It had become quite tiresome and draining. Perhaps this was the right thing. But she couldn’t help wonder what had happened? What had she done? Had she been so horrible in their five years that it should come to this? She couldn’t help the last comeback. “Now, who’s the blind one?” She received nothing but stony silence. Well, what could Sanna.