- I make a point, honey. Make company for them while I wash the dishes. Feel free - I replied.And I went to the kitchen. I washed the dishes quickly a...d then hid behind the door to spy. They were already early in the fun. My wife was kneeling on the floor sucking the cock of the two males.- Suck more bitch - said the son of our neighbor.I was very happy seeing my wife satisfying those males in our room, like a good bitch should do. I felt proud to have that bitch as a woman. Suddenly she kept. It was a damnedshame, because she was eminently fuckable, but clearly didn't care atall about her appearance. No make-up, bad hair, and a shapeless sort ofsack dress that just screamed out, "hey, I'm a granola chomping hippiechick and I'm too smart to fuck 'roid like you." Behind the desk was abig, old fashioned mirror.I started roaming the aisles. It was the only store near the tattooshop so I was either stuck looking at books or coming back some othertime. After a while I found a pretty. This cougar is so hooked on me after she saw and wants to see me more often. But I notice she starts to play hard to get and wants me to work for her pussy. We decide to meet again in an empty parking lot and just sit and talk in my car. I start to rub my hand in her thick ass thigh and slowly work my way down her pussy. She tells me she loves the way I'm making her feel. I told her I want to see that big ass tonight and starts to show me pictures of her ass and pussy that she has saved on her. It really isn’t that unreasonable a way of doing things, now, is it?”“I suppose,” she said grudgingly. “But if it’s like you say, a sort of job interview, then it has to be a job you want or you wouldn’t be interviewing. So why does anybody want that kind of job?”“Being a leader? Doesn’t everybody want to lead, be at the front of the line?”“I sure don’t,” she told him flatly.“Oh?” He looked at her with raised eyebrows. “You’re doing all this with Minacou and Kitik for the sheer joy of doing it?.