"Now you're at work baby. I work all day, come home and you work on my cock, and baby, you are good at your fucking job." Joe muttered seriously.Befor..., I would have thought this was disrespectful, but now it just turned me on more. Instead of feeling degraded, I felt liberated. "Well, you are the man of the house. It's my job to keep you happy." I closed my eyes and forced myself down Joe's cock. My jaw hurt cramming his 8 inch cock all the way in, but pleasure over took pain and it wasn't. ‘Well, first of all, your clothes will be dry in about 15 minutes, second of all, that bar that we were at earlier – the one that I own – is open until 6 a.m.’ She replied as he made the break shot. She saw the disappointment flash across his face and knew that her tease was working so she made him wait while she took her turn. She sank three balls then scratched on purpose just as the dryer buzzed. She went to get his clothes. When Angela returned with his clothes, Tom was at the bar making. Stopping when they go close to her crotch to lean down and give her pussy one final wet kiss and a swipe of my tongue over her clit. I pulled her shorts all the way up and made sure to roll the elastic band back up like she had it. I grabbed her shirt off the floor and gasped as I realized that she had got her cum all over her shirt. There was a huge wet spot on the front of it. I wasn’t sure if it would be dry by the time that actually woke up so I took a gamble. I sat her up and put her shirt. That's Love for you in a nutshell; salvation or destruction complete in one compact little package." Why doesn't it destroy you then?" Anya asked, joining the conversation for the first time.I shrugged. "I have no idea. Might be because I've felt so much pain and agony that I'm able to withstand the fire. Might be because I can feel other's emotions. Might be random chance... I honestly don't know." So maybe the strength of our love won't be enough to destroy the loop, right?" David.