As we kissed, I rubbed, tugged and squeezed her breasts, and I could do nothing but coo as she rubbed and grabbed my cock. She wanted a taste of my c...ck and I love a woman who loves my cock. Nothing feeds my ego better than a woman wanting my cock, and she was going to keep it well fed. She loved sucking it, playing with it, keeping it hard. There is nothing like a woman sucking and swallowing me, but she wasn’t ready for that, she wanted it to last and last for her own personal. Do you understand?" Ah... yes ma'am, I think."Sandra looked kindly on him now and tucked her aura back in that had flared during the confrontation. "This may be the best thing that ever happened to you Mark. Don't try to screw it up now."The boy waited a second and figured that he had to say something. "Yes ma'am." He had no idea how she knew his name or made the customer run. The broken and twisted door was not even noticed.Sandra kept her hand on Mark's shoulder but now it only rested there.. Also sounded pissed off.She wanted some company, her hubby & her had an argument about his work. She finally confronted him with her suspicions. He was working on a project, and NO, he was not fucking around on her. She needed someone who she could talk with over a few drinks.I wandered over. She was sitting at the kitchen island, looking very drunk, relaxed and with a huge glass of wine in front of her. She ran her fingers through her long thick hair, and invited me in, I sat on a stool beside. Well, now she really has something to feel sorry about. You know, Bernie - in a way I'm glad that she betrayed our marriage, glad that she screwed another man. It gave me the boost to finally do something about my life, although to tell the truth I could have done without the heart attack and bypass surgery," he stated wryly. "Look, Bernie. Enough is enough," he concluded."Okay, Arch, okay. I surrender. I just thought that I would give it a shot. Sometimes the end is really just the end. I'll.