"But that's the goddamn job, an' if he can't handle his end of things, better the company knows it." So you think he should be happy to admit his inco...petence?" Tamara gently asked."No, but there's no real way he can keep the board from seeing our final report, and if he's smart, which I'm pretty sure he is, he should be working with us to shrink or remove the holes ... and baby, we're talking great big ol' gapin' holes, in their security. Instead he's stonewalling us, an' from what I can tell,. “But...” I kept my voice wan. “I'm just too tired. I hardly slept. I cannot please you right now, Father. As much as I yearn to. I'm too weak. I need rest.”“Of course, my sweetling,” he said before leaning over and sucking on my nipple.My pussy clenched in wanton desire.“I will send for a Priestess of Slata to heal you.” He smiled at me. “Then you won't have to be in discomfort.”“That's not necessary,” I groaned.“Nonsense. You are the Princess of Kivoneth. The priestess will be honored to heal. So I went home an hour or so early.I parked my car in the garage and entered the house through the kitchen. My wife was starting to prepare some items for dinner.As I normally did, I gave her a kiss, felt of her breasts, and cupped her pussy. The kiss was not as passionate as it normally was and I think she realized that too. Her breasts felt very nice through her T-shirt without a bra to get in the way. My hand went up between her legs, under her short skirt, to rest up against her wonderful. "Ohhhh fuck baby, that feels so good!" I practically screamed out. He started to rub my clit faster, and slipped a couple fingers into my pussy and started to rub my g-spot. "Oh shit! I'm gonna cum again baby!" I screamed out. "No you're not," Jordan said. He pulled his fingers out of my pussy and stopped rubbing my clit. I whimpered and slipped my hand in between my legs to finish off my own orgasm. Jordan grabbed both of my hands and held them above my head. My pussy was on fire. I kept.