Vivian grabs my head and pulls it hard into her crutch as she has yet another orgasm. “I wish I didn’t have to go home darling” Vivian says to S...san “I want this slut to lick me all night long. Unfortunately my husband expects me home, damn it”.It is several minutes before Susan slides her cock out of my arse. While I lay on the bed smiling broadly Susan and Vivian kiss and Vivian gets dressed. Susan slips off the strap-on and sees her to the door. She comes back and stands by the bed. “I want. Maybe it’s the high school senior who always gets picked on because she has twice as many pimples as the rest of the student body combined. Maybe it’s a middle-aged man who works down in the sewers fixing pipes and wading through… well… you know. These people have a lot to complain about and you think to yourself, “wow, their life must really suck”.So why are they always so damn happy? Never without a grin, always giving an enthusiastic wave and a “how do ya do” no matter what time of the day. "Will I get to see those?" I ask"You'll have to find out" she saidShe got back on her knees and kept sucking my cock. "God that feels great" I kept telling her. She would deep throat, lick the tip and sides of my cock, just having fun with my cock. I sat there and just enjoyed her wonderful mouth and hands. Now came the time where I got to see those tits of hers. She stood up, slowly unsnapped her bra, moved the straps off her arms while keeping her tits covered with her other arm and finally. . by making them shy away in the direction the dog wanted them to go. The dog took his cues from the shepherd. A well trained dog only had to see the shepherd walk off in some direction, perhaps with a whistle or yell of a command, but not always, and the sheep would appear to follow as the dog went to work.It was actually a combination of things that moved a flock of sheep. There was a dominant ewe in the flock, the matriarch, and most sheep followed wherever she led. She, too, was trained to.