To keep my mind sharp I do a lot of meditating. Lastly, to stay sharp with the weapons and techniques I use for my line of work I am constantly practi...ing either at firing ranges, or specifically designed skill tests. You know what they say, ‘Practice makes perfect.’ I don’t watch very much television, except I try to keep up with the news because sometimes new information on a case I am working on will appear. The music I listen to is either new age or orchestra, but occasionally I will listen. She spend some time playing with the head of my cock before sucking it all in. Her mouth working the top half and her hand worked the bottom.I finally said, “I love this, but am not going to last much longer.” She rolled off and quickly positioned herself under me. “Fuck me hard,” was all she said. I didn’t need much more encouragement. I slide my wet dick into her hot hole and let it sit for moment. We both took in a deep breath and then the dance began. My head was swimming and my cock felt. When I mentioned this, my wife apologized again, but I wasn’t in the mood for apologies: I was fucking horny! So I said something like, “You were a fucking bad little beyotch and you owe me a favor for that.” My wife said that she would do anything for me because she’s my property and I can do what I want with her. I don’t know where this came from, but I jokingly said that as punishment for her scene at the bar, she had to pull a train.To my genuine surprise, she was very into the idea of. "Well, are you going to help me or not?" She shifted in her heels on the thin step, the object of my attention wiggling side to side, inviting me closer.No! Tashun would have my head if I tried anything at all. Even the slightest bad report from Reese and my career was toast."Let me see -" I climbed the stepladder, stopping one rung below where her heels wobbled. "Maybe we can push the boxes up if we do it together -" My body was pressed against hers as I reached up to share the load.She wasn't.