It’s the only way to continue being respected by other obscenely rich men,” he said.“That sounds exhausting,” she said sadly.She was still ang...y and hurt but was beginning to understand that this boorish behavior was expected of incredibly wealthy men. It was abundantly clear to her that he was unable to make the choice to keep her, so they might as well enjoy their remaining hours together. She wanted to make love again, at least once more, before she was subjected to a life of pain for pain’s. Although, I don’t think the bottle of wine we drank between us helped. I’m pretty sure I had most of it. Now, what do you want?”“Lunch. I’m taking you out for lunch, remember.”“Yeah, I remember, but that’s ages away.”“I know, I just wanted to know when to pick you up. Only, I can’t pick you up since I don’t get my new car until tomorrow.”“You bought a new car?”“I needed one. Anyway, will Vicky’s place be okay, since we can walk there?”“Sure, but if you want, we can use my car. I know it’s. I reached over to grab the small long vibrator, and I turned it on. I placed it underneath his shaft, right above the ball sac. My husband looked down at that, and said it felt really good. So I left it there as I started sucking him in my mouth again, with a little more suction. My husband’s penis was fully hard, and the normally spongy head was engorged and strained. I didn’t want him to come quite yet. I pulled the vibrator away, turning it off, and grabbed the cup I had on the nightstand.. Once again there was that wicked little smile. "Are we too much for you?" Sorry," I stammered, "I just..." Don't apologize; you've been very well behaved so far. Why don't we let Steve take a little break and you can take care of me for a minute."With that Steve pulled out, allowing Samantha to climb off of me. She rolled off of me and lay on the couch beside me, legs spread, inviting. "Why don't you show me what that tongue of yours can do?"I didn't need any more prompting than that. Without.