I held his dick and slid it in my mouth. Pretty soon I was gagging as it hit the back of my throat. he very quickly knotted and spurted his come down...my throat. His knot wedged in my mouth for quite some time before he pulled out. One of these days he is going to choke me. Lucky went round between my legs and started licking me. He usually liked to make me come. Then he stopped. I think he could smell or taste old toms spunk in me. He then wandered off leaving me unsatisfied. I reached down. "Well, try not to die of boredom, okay?" he smirked. "I'll try, but I can't make any promises," Emily smirked back. She walked to work wondering if it were really possible to die of boredom. She figured not, because if it was possible, she would have been dead a long time ago. Work was slow as usual. No one ever came in on Thursdays. As she waited for someone, anyone to come in, her mind wandered to the bathroom encounter that morning. She shared a wall with Jake, so it's not like it was that. His lips quickly found mine, as I his tongue entered my mouth, his fingers reached for my inflamed clit.This was a pleasant surprise, as my husband never was one to think about my sexual pleasure. I moaned into his tongue as he slipped a thick finger into my wet slit while his other hand slid around my head and tweaked one of my rock hard nipples. To my surprise I came hard on his fingers from his rough touch. My hands flew up to grab hold of him, to feel him, but as this odd angle his arms. I walked around the house in a daze. I was helping Jarold as he remodeled the closet in one of the bedrooms. It took all day; we finished up that night and went to sleep. My dreams turned back to Toby. We were on the dance floor, kissing. He moved a hand to my breasts and pinched my nipples. He pulled up my dress. Being a dream, I was not wearing panties. Toby lifted me up and slid his member into me, taking me right there on the dance floor in front of all the people who were wildly cheering.