"That's right slut, worship those baby makers," Jason commanded. "Lordknows you love this monster cock and them big, fat balls, don'tchagirl." I could...'t see very well with my eyes half glued shut and headtilted back but I could see well enough to know she was really gettinginto making love to his balls with her mouth.Jason's cock was still flaccid after several minutes of my wife'sdevotion to his cods. I wondered to myself if it would make onelightheaded from blood loss to inflate such a huge. Camel pulls my head to her shoulder and gently strokes my back as thecoughing fit slowly subsides. I can smell her perfume, I recognise thebrand as 'Poison,' and my head nestles in the crook of her neck. Myarms instinctively wrap around her and I return the hug. I hug hergently as I start to sob into her neck and she continues to stroke myback and slowly rocks me back and forth in the light embrace. Shewhispers in my ear,"It's alright Michele; it's alright honey."I start to drift off as my. I had the 20K from the minor prince of Saudi Arabia. A few other bucks from skimming a little off the accounts I handled in the Air Force as well. I didn’t trust off shore accounts and I really didn’t have enough money to bother with non traceable wire transfers. The over a hundred year old mill safe seemed like a good second choice. There was much less than 50K inside it.I could just as easily have take the money from one of my Bank of American accounts, but that most likely would have. He said no and I was totally gutted – I thought I lost my charm. But, then he said he was meeting his sister for late lunch and if I preferred instead, he could meet me for drinks later. I said yes – obviously. I got tarted-up to the max. I didn’t meet him for the intention of having sex with him but I did want something to happen. I was having a dry spell. So with my little black dress and killer heels I was a woman on a mission. I met him at the bar that night and did my five minutes late.