I was very grateful for her responsibility, and always made sure my clients didn’t regret wearing a rubber. It meant I could service more men, which...meant more money for both Priya and me. Not to mention is was just safer, for obvious reasons. I wrapped my fingers around the base of his cock to hold the condom in place, took him into my mouth without so much as a ‘Hey, how are ya?’, and sucked hard. I heard the wall creak and the man on the other side groaned. “You’re easily my favorite,” he. His hands then went around her head and pulled her head deeper and deeper on his rod… THATS IT…iHAD ENOUGH,I got up and went to break them apart,when my wifes hand went up in the air…in essence stopping me from stopping him.I could see there were tears now coming from the corners of her eyes,and her hand was now reaching for MY rod.She quickly located it and pulled me closer to them both,and continued on .She began jerking on my rod and now was moaning and groaning louder than before.. I was. She had a ‘healthy liking’ of it. “Not much time…”He tangled his hands into her hair as he spoke, pulling her towards his throbbing erection a bit and urging her on. She needed no further encouragement as she wrapped her ruby red lips around the head of his shaft and traced her tongue around his crown, paying special attention to the sensitive spot on the underside of his head. She felt like everything was perfect, as if she was complete now that she had it. Her hand gripped him firmly;. Marla had made sure to go all out just as he wanted. Now, he sat there, in his easy chair, sipping his scotch. Another year older. He hated the thought. One step closer to death, and what did he have to show for it. Sure, his kids loved him. Everyone did. He was rich. Everyone loves rich people. When you’re rich you can do what you want. Who’s going to stop you? No one, that’s who.These thoughts turned over and over in Donald’s head. He hated feeling older, he hated having a wife that kept.