"This was typical of our relationship lately and I was getting a little tired of it. She was ready to argue and complain about me at the drop of a hat...it seemed...She didn't ask about my day so I just kept quiet about the bite on my arm. I wondered if her attitude she was due to depression. I'd read somewhere that when a wife started finding fault with her husband and was quick to take offense it could be a wife's symptom of depression. It was just as well to play it safe, as it was obvious she. I’ve been in one of the company bigwigs’ house at every possible opportunity these past few months, fucking his wife while he’s away.I go cold all over, but John Roberts is smiling at me as we shake hands. That could just be a front, though. He asks me to sit, and I sit down opposite him, his desk between us. “I expect you’re wondering why you’re here,” he says.“Yes,” I say. “I do.” Though deep down I know it’s because I’m about to get the sack.“I’ve heard great things about you,” John Roberts. Until she begs me to pull her panties to the side. And when i do finally pull her panties to the side lick up her pussy. In one stroke and split her pussy lips apart. I then take my thumbs and spread her lips apart as i do that. I go to licking then sucking on her clit and then i slide two fingers deep in side of her. Until i feel her legs shake. And when i feel her legs start to shake. I wrap my mouth around her whole pussy and try to slide my tongue as deep as i can as she is cumming. I then. "Mmmmmm, you feel good, Brownie."A wheezing gasp came out of Tracy's parted mouth. "No, Chrissy. Not today." When?" Christine grabbed the pony by his tough mane and pulled herself up onto his back. "When do you want to lose your cheery?"Tracy gulped. She sought some way out. "Before I leave. I promise I'll do it next week."Christine pressed her pussy into the pony's back. She clutched his neck, her long legs bracketing his flanks. Her hips rocked slowly back and forth, her cunt gliding wetly..