I spread her open and started fucking her freshly fingered, smooth pussy. I started telling her, "Suck that cock! Make that cock cum! Do it just like ... told you too.” We continued for about ten minutes until he was getting ready to cum. She said she could taste cum start to come from the end of his cock as he pulled it out of her mouth and came all over her tits and chin. I had discussed the ending with the guy online. He put his clothes back on and excused himself. Leaving us both on the floor. I could tell that she was wet, and her crotch was on fire. It seemed like she was straddling for an eternity, but as quickly as she came over and over, she was gone emotionally and physically. Lori and her stripper changes positions and she was bent over with her head in my lap and he was stroking her from behind. My wife was humming in harmony and getting a little too loud. The stripper had to cuff her mouth and said, “I can get in trouble for this. We need to be quite.”I knew my wife could. Almost whispering with glistening eyes, she told me of a problem with a ceiling fan at her home and wondered if I would come by Saturday morning. Without hesitation, my wife responded for me asking ''What time would you like him there?'' Jo responded she would be up early and the coffee would be on. I was a bumbling case of nerves, not knowing what to expect; hoping what I would like to have happen. Like a good boy, I rang the bell shortly before 9 with tool box in hand and a single rose. Jo. She said, “Bill, that’s the nice part of my position. What could possibly be expected of a teenage high school dropout? If I screw up, people just point out the absurdity of having a teenage girl serving as a commanding general.”She could see the motion as he shook his head. “But ... But you have the Cross of Liberty. General, I ... it’s a genuine pleasure serving under your command. It’s not my place to say, I guess, but there’s no one alive who could have done what you’ve done with the 101st..