The hard cock in his pants was evidence enough. Telling him moments before that she wanted to take him to their car and swallow his hot cum probably d...dn't help either. She gripped tighter, moving her hand back and forth along his bulge as her pussy began to tingle in anticipation. She leaned close to Thomas, whispering, "Are you ready?" seductively in his ear. She could tell he could barely contain himself. She wouldn't have been surprised if he had stood up right where they were, unzipped his. “You know, the sound of runningwater makes me have to pee. If only I had something I could pee on. Oh,wait! I have a slut for a wife and I need to claim her! But she hasn’tfigured out her place yet. What shall I ever do?” Sarcasm seething fromhis every word. “Tell me that you’re a Slut.” “I’m a Slut.” A swift slap sends her rocking back almost losing her balance. “No!You will address me as Husband and tell me WHY you are. Her work got her jazzed, and she was good at it. However she resented her husband not working anymore. They could have so much more. She didn’t know how hard Danny worked online while she and the boys were gone during the day. Nor did she know how much he was surfing again. He had been a champion when he was a kid. His sponsors footed the bills for him to travel the world, and he had surfed beaches on every continent. She knew winnings from surfing had paid his way through college, and unlike. Me: or didi kesi ho or yar aap to din din sukhti ja rhi ho?C: are kuch ni yar, pta ni kuch tabiyat thik rhti nhi h or uper se ghar ka sara kaam mujhe hi krna padta h or tujhe to pta h wo to ghar par h ni to mera dhayan kon rkhega.Me: ni yar esi bat to ni h , dhayan rkhne ke liye to bhut log h , hame bula liya kro kbhi ham dhayan rkh denge aapka.C: hehehehe ha ha tujhe to bulaungi , kbhi aata to ni h mujhse milne or kahta h ki jodhpur se bulau huh.Me: are didi me to pdhai me itna fasa rhta hu na.