She looked up at me with a pout, but a hint of fear in her eyes. I hated that look, I wanted her happy. I smiled reassuring her we would make it feel ...mazing. James bent down and started massaging her little ass then kissing it, licking around and on her hole, she shivered and I kissed her hard, playing with her perfectly hard nipples. They felt amazing in my hands. Soon she was moaning loudly into my mouth and I loved every minute of it. When we thought she was ready James stood up and lined. You whined about me ignoring and neglecting you, but not that I was ashamed of you," she said. "I never was. I mean never." "Then why did you abandon me on all of those weekends with Marie. The truth and nothing but, please," I said. She sighed. "Let me start with a question or two of my own first, okay?" I nodded for her to go ahead. "It's complicated. But, didn't I treat you good at home?" she said. "You didn't nag or throw things, but the sex . . ." "But we cuddled and kissed some and. It was a nice ten pounder and filled my mouth nicely. His balls and cock were both smooth and I licked and sucked greedily. There was a temporary workbench in the bedroom where he had discarded his clothes. I led him back over and asked him to bend over. I got behind him and started to sniff and lick at his big meaty ass. First around the buttocks, then up and down the crack. I gently opened his ass and saw his rising sun. My tongue licked all over his musky, tangy hole and I tongue fucked. “What about your place?” Cindy replied. “But you don’t date guys from work,” I replied. Cindy smiled. “There is always the exception to the rule,” Cindy replied. Damn. We jumped into my truck. I wanted to rape her right then and there, but decided to play it cool. Garth Brooks spilled from the radio and I quickly turned it off. “No, no, no,” Cindy replied, “I like Garth.” I switched the radio back on. Cindy smiled as she laid her head back on the headrest. “You know,” I began as I steered out.