You’re a good man. A really good man. Kind. Observant. Considerate. But you’re so locked-down.” She squeezed my hand. “That’s not a criticis.... You’re the man I fell for. But I’ve been giving this a lot of thought, so hear me out.”“Okay.”“Your father died before you had a chance to know him. And I know you love your mother, but you’re not ... especially close.”“Not like you.” In truth, I was a little envious of the hour-long calls Yael had with her mother every second or third evening.“We’re. "I'll keep you if he fires you." That would be nice. Can I be your 'sex' slave?" she asked. She knew deep down she really wanted him for her man. His wife didn't deserve him; he needed a woman that would please his every need.He leaned to her, kissing her deep, then replied. "Heck yes! Can you suck cock?" he teased knowing she was very good at sucking him. That had been his favorite thing to have a girl do to him."Maybe, you could teach me." She smiled real big licking her full lips. "Let me. Main boli pagal shirt ke andar main bra pahnti thi jo aaj maine nahi pahne pahne h. Usne mujhe hug kar liya or fir mere gal par ek kiss ki or jaise hi wo hatne lga maine use pakad kar apni taraf khinch liya or uske hothon ke upar apne hoth rakh diye. Ab wo bhi mera pura sath de rha tha. Hum dono ek dusre ke muh mein jeeb dal kar ghuma rahe the or hum dono ko hi isme bahot zyada maza aa rha tha. wo ek hath se mere boobs ko masalne lga or dusre hath ko meri panty mein dal kar meri chut par ferne. "I'm an old man, I've always wanted to have these channels," Dave said.We watched intently for about ten minutes and I was visibly squirming in the chair. "Got a stiffy there, don't you?" Dave said. "Oh, no," I said. "I've just, uh, never seen anything like this before." I was plotting my escape to the bathroom so I could pull out my cock and cum, but I also didn't want to look away from the TV. "Ah, fuck it, get out that cock and pump it if you need to," Dave said. "Really?" I asked him."Fuck.