Suit, tie, shoes and that new watch." Maybe you could wait until..." Hey, Baby, you want your man to look good or not?"Of course. It's just that..." W...ll then, you gonna need to get some money in that bank account." Honey, I'm sorry, but..."Somehow he had managed to make it all her fault."Look, I'm still workin' on that new business, but it takes time." I'll go look for a job." What kind of job? You a high school dropout, just like me. Nobody gonna hire you even if you do have the tightest. I want you to fuck me like a dirty street whore." "Oh. So it's like that huh?" Suddenly she reached forward and grabbed my jeans popping the buttons and opening the zipper in one move. "Yeah it's like that!" She said as she pulled my jeans and underpants down far enough for my cock to spring forth. She cupped my balls with one hand and gripped my shaft with the other. She took me deep into her mouth and began sucking me off. She was unhinged taking all of me deep into her throat gagging on my. "Honey, I might love you, but I would have to be in love with you to trust you that much," I said.'True, your house is surprisingly free of incriminating evidence," she said."I know. I check it every few days, and throw out the body parts," I said."I wouldn't put it past you and those friends of yours from Swamp Dog," Wendy said."Wendy I have no idea what you are talking about," I said."You said that with a straight face. Damn you are good. You should run for president," Wendy said with a. "Ooh yes Samantha," she cried out as I fondled her and rubbed her tight little nipples. She was purring like a kitten. I loved hearing her moan and sigh at the pleasure I was giving her. She stroked my hair in rhythm to my groping. I squeezed her breasts until her soft flesh rose between my fingers. I couldn't believe I was making her moan like that. I watched her eyes roll back as I twirled my fingers around her swollen nipples. "Oh Sam," She squealed as I pushed my hands down her sides and.