I’d loved the way she’d staggered out of the house on the heels, almost like a new born calf trying to walk for the first time. I reached o...t and tapped her on the head, knowing it utterly humiliated her to be treated like a pet, an object for my pleasure. “You better be an obedient little cunt at the shop.” I tapped her on the head again then started up the truck. She whined the whole way to the garage, her body swaying uncomfortably as we moved down the highway. . ---We were en route to the hospital when the doctor called. Our wives had bothsuccumbed to their injuries.---The tension and angst filled Gary's Lexus as we made our way throughtraffic and got to the hospital. I was numb, Gary was intense.The police were there and we were ushered into a private room to get thedetails. A truck-driver had become distracted and crossed the center-line,hitting them head-on. My wife was killed instantly. Monica was alive whenthe paramedics arrived and was conscious. He begun to softly pump his hips against her mouth seeking deeper entry, but her firm grip stopped him. This was sweet torture, that's why he went to her.Soon she began to pick up pace with both her hands and mouth. Bobbing her head up and down his shaft, she moaned around him. As much as it was arousing him, it aroused her too. She loved being in control and pride overtook any feeling she would have afterwards.He weaved his fingers into her hair encouraging her to keep going. He was so close.. ..ok," was all he could manage to get out before she started tugging on his zipper. Am I dreaming? I have to be, this can't be happening, he thought to himself as she tugged his pants down. His dick stretched his boxers out. "Yum," she hummed, pulling it out and staring at it with lust, like she was starving for it. She flicked her tongue out and teased his cock, making it twitch. She slid her tongue up to the head and kissed the sensitive nerve on his big purple head, making him moan, letting.