I want to do something to help him run the company, but Peter says 'soon'! Men have such an advantage over us - they act directly while we muddle in g...ilt and insecurity. We are so programmed. I hate it! But then I feel guilty about hating it. It's not easy being a woman!" Amen to that!" they echoed.The bitching session broke up; all had things to do for their husbands. Peter was to visit the dying in the old folks home. It made her husband look good without him actually having to go there or. And she did it, and I fink she enjoyed it a bit too much ... She says she knows they’re subhuman, but I don’t fink she really believes it ... So I had to push her down a bit more!”We swing back to Anita, who is still looking at Mark, then turns to look at us. The expression on her face suggests that she’s not too bright – impressed by what her partner has just said.“Some people might call that a terrible thing to say ... A very racist thing.” Says Ozvik.“Yeah ... Well...” Begins Anita, thinking. Again I enjoyed what I saw.“Angel, we are reaching the end of our session.” Jenny reached for my penis and began stroking it. “It is time for some cloakie-cloakie,” she said softly close to me looking into my eyes.She reached for the massage oil and applied it liberally to my penis. With her other hand, she spread it over my shaft with firm up and down motions.Cloakie-Cloakie-Cloakie-Cloakie.Then she paused.“How is that?”“Oh don’t stop. It feels so good!” I spontaneously reached for myself as I. I slid my long tongue between her labia as she moaned softly. My tongue tasted her delicious wet juices, lapping her creamy fluid, feeling her hips tenderly thrust toward my invading tongue.Her phone pinged that a text message had arrived. She looked at her phone and smiled. She gave a long deep sigh then texted back to whoever had sent her the text.She spoke each word that she texted in whispering voice.“Glad you enjoyed the pics. You’ll get to see it all in the flesh tonight” then pressed.