This is not how I wanted to end this encounter but I was so close. With a smile she grasped my thick cock around the base and rubbed my cock head back...and forth over her opening, wetting the tip with her juices. All I could do was grit my teeth and try not to shout out loud as she slowly dipped down and slid the tip of me into her velvet tunnel. Holy fuck did she feel good! I looked straight into her eyes as she came down, impaling herself on my hard shaft. Brenda sucked in her bottom lip as. " Not only that, but women also try to convince their men that a happywife results in a happy life. A wise man lets the woman make all thedecisions. He has enough on his plate making a living, unless he's luckyand tactful enough to amass a fortune, like the elder Mr. Trent. Few mencan amass a modest fortune. I give Mr. Trent a lot of credit for hisability to stay on top." Why does everyone around here refer to the elder Mr. Trent as 'Mr.Trent'? Doesn't he have a first name? What is his first. "Tommi will be here any minute."He shrugged with a stupid grin on his face. "We have at least 30 minutes. Besides, when has she ever been on time?"Grace shook her head and walked past her husband. As she passed him in the hallway she grabbed his dick."I'm not doing it here. Let's go to your office." She said as she led him down the hall.He sat down in his chair and pulled his pants down before remembering the door. He went to pull his pants up so he could walk through the office to the front. "Sinc this morning," said the girl."And why are you wearing medium?" asked the muffled voice."Because the small falls out," said the girl."Why does the small fall out?" asked the muffled voice."Because my mistress has been making love to my ass, and it's stretched,"said the girl."Is your mistress going to stop at medium?" asked the muffled voice."No. Mistress tells me I will eventually need extra large," said thegirl."Remove the plug so the man can see your ass pussy," the muffled voicesaid.The.