“I gather you have other bags and if you are happy with my suggestion we can collect them later”.The car park was virtually empty and she seemed i... a daze, definitely confused but that didn’t concern him; after all she had come to him, he opened the car door and before strapping her in, dropped his trousers and pulled her head towards his throbbing erection. “Give me an example of how good you are, get your mouth around that and suck me dry”. She gave a gasp and was, at first reluctant but he. He grumbled under his breath, and he and Murphy followed Mrs. Blue Hair out the door like the Three Stooges mimicking a train. Moe shifted irritably in his chair. The being-alone-part was fine, but the still-cuffed-part was grating on him. His shoulder cramped and an itch in his armpit, where he couldn’t reach, was annoying the hell out of him. He was tired. Plain and simple. The past week had been rougher than most. He hadn’t slept much and his gut still ached – not the sharp, burning pain of. Apparently his wife loves the feel, and the smell of cum, but not so much the taste. She doesn't mind sucking, in fact she loves it, but she just doesn't like the taste.In her work she is in a very powerful position where she gives the orders and runs the show. She is in total command and has to be sensible all the time. So she loves this session as she gets off on being made/directed to suck her 'men'. Because she dislikes the taste of cum, she's learned how to make a man cum very quickly. Some of the ladies from kindergarten and school, as well as some of the neighbors, either offered to babysit or made recommendations; I turned down all the offers because I still couldn’t stand the thought of me being out enjoying myself without Hazel beside me, and I didn’t want to risk Hayley waking up to find a stranger in the house and me nowhere to be found.Everything changed for the better when I met Hayley’s new second grade teacher. Mr. Parsons was his name, and he was nearing.