To my surprise, she was not gagging. So I went deeper, and she started to gag and choke. I was getting turned on as my entire cock had to go in to mak... her gag. I took my dick out, and it was full of saliva. She spat out the excess saliva, and it dripped down her cleavage.Again, I deep-throated her and held my dick inside for a few minutes before taking it out. I slapped her cheeks with my saliva-dripping cock. She was catching her breath. I lifted her mini skirt to see that she was not wearing. She was loving her warm shower and ended up bending down putting my cock into her mouth taking the golden liquid down her throat until there was nothing else left to come out, my bladder was empty.She pulled up looking at me, “Mmm sir that is so nice sir” she sighed licking her lips and although golden showers had never been prominent in my life I did feel a sense of excitement pissing into Kimmy’s face and I got the impression it was something she enjoyed with her family too, “I need to go too. “You know what I think? I think my husband wants me on display. He wants other men to think about what it would be like to have me.”I shrug but I feel a little tightness in my throat. It occurs to me that this thought has been there in the back of my mind. You’re looking at me intently. You also know the thought is there.“It’s like he’s whoring me out a little bit, right? I mean not actually whoring me out. But the hint of it is there. This is my wife. My private whore.”“Private?” I say. I. Still looking for a way to weigh the money I guessed, my girlfriend giggled and smiled, and then shrugged. Finally satisfied with her perusal of my shop, Jhoni continued toward the east side of that end of the Loft. I could tell she was taking it all in as she continued to look around.Just past the dark-red outside door to the south fire-escape at the end of the electronics storage shelves was a large barred-over window set in the thick brick wall of the building. Through the window we both.