Then I started at the head and took the whole thing down my throat.He let out this manly deep load groan screaming, FFFUUUCKKKK!! I kept sucking his c...ck with the warm, pink cock in my mouth. I love it so much as he groaned and yelled, it was so hot and no one could hear it because no one was in the building.After what felt like an eternity, he took me off his cock and pulled me off and asked me, "Have you ever gotten fucked"?"No" I replied.Then he turned me around and bent me over the table.. “Okay, here’s what’s going to happen. You’re going to phone hubby and tell him you’re closing the case or whatever it is you do. You’re tired of sitting on some nun. Nothing ever happens. You’ll do that tonight right after we take the devices from the house. Then you’re taking the family to Disney World. If I find that you double crossed us I’ll get you. I know where you live. I’ll send Max after you and he’ll rip your throat from your body.”“No…I’ll do it. You can trust me. I love my. She just seemed like a different woman. More mature, and more sensual somehow. But what was the use of this dynamic new change if she persisted in ignoring him? So he had determined to take the afternoon off from work and try to get to the bottom of things. He figured that she'd be at home this afternoon, and after they had solved the problems that lay between them, he'd take her out to dinner.He had decided that he wouldn't mention his affair with Selma, not right now, anyway. He didn't think. ’ Moe eyeballed the lush sitting at the other end of the bar. Jonas followed his gaze. The guy was embalmed—his hand shook as he fiddled with the dead soldiers lined in front of him while his other hand clung to a half-full bottle like a lifeline. ‘Bitte, wait one moment. Maybe we should speak privately?’ Jonas said and then headed to the other end. The guy was so loaded it was next to impossible for him to remember anything Moe might say, but if word got out that Moe was asking questions.