Usually, either I get what I want, or I get screwed over. I won't get screwed over ever again, so I make sure I get what I want." "I think you got wha... you wanted. Didn't you?" She blushed. "Yes, but, I let you have things the way you wanted, too. I don't think I have ever had an encounter like this where it works when both are in charge." I had finished eating, and we had cleaned up the dishes. She led me back to my bedroom where we nicely turned down the bed this time. "Can I stay?" she asked. The force of the pipe has ruptured the base of the old Victorian wall and the vault is filled with raw sewage" That can't be very nice for you, is any of the stock damaged?" No it's not nice at all and no, only the stock that was against that wall. We still have a considerable amount that is fine." That is good news, what do you need us to do?" We will need you to come and collect the undamaged stock and store it at your secure building until we can repair the vault" That is not a problem Sir.. I put my face into his moderately hairy chest and started to lick and suck his nipples. I then started to lick and kiss my ways down to his throbbing penis. I started licking the shaft of his meat stick and lifted it up so I could lick on the bottom of his nut sack and suck a nut or two. I then started to suck his cock and spit on it to get it lubed up. I tried to get his meat all the way in my mouth, so that I could lick his nuts as he pumped my face but it was just too big. He must have. I was still upset with this whole thing anymore since I did see progress in his father’s condition so our effort wasn’t wasted. But I thought I kept my husband hanging so we could have hotter sex when I do give it to him. I knew my husband was really crawling the walls by now. And as for me, I was ready to fuck the table edge because I was so horny. The more I fucked myself with my sex toy, the more I long for my husband’s cock.On the fifth night of our little therapy, his father was liked.