She did not taste the next load of cum as it shot directly into her stomach as it pulsated in her throat. The cock, still hard, pulled from her throat...and the last load of cum shot out onto her tongue. She bathed the cock with her tongue as she felt it begin to get soft. She continued to suck the cock, knowing she was to get it hard again. He would fuck her ass or pussy next. He always did. She did not like when he fucked her asshole. His cock was big and her asshole still small, but he did not. He was extremely hard and was wondering what would happen if he came during their conversation. As if reading his mind and lusting to push the limits, she left his cock extremely wet with her saliva and then straddled him. She held his cock poised against her labia, then spoke to her husband. "Okay," she said. "After you get the groceries, go by that place on Market Street where they make the pizzas you can cook at home--." Hubby apparently mentioned the name of the place. "Yeah, that's the. It makes me crazy."Holding the coveted dick she backs to the bed. She pulled me forcefully to her as she lay across its double width saying, "I need this in me now."With an unbreakable grip, she pulled my spear-tip towards her cunt. Climbing over her I stopped as my lips align with her nipples to kiss and suckle at the crinkled point. I held my body arched above her. Despite her pull, my dick tip is inches away from her cunt. It's a wicked frustrating tease on the horny woman. It becomes a tug. Afterwards he returned to his desk and knocked out a ton of work before quitting time. His wife Carole was receptive to his romantic overtures that night, and she practically purred afterwards as they snuggled together and drifted off to sleep.He mentioned the Corporate Retreat as they ate breakfast the next morning."If it's anything like the one I went on last year," his wife said as she scrambled some eggs, "it'll be nothing but one dull meeting after another." But no phones," he said, "and.