"Actually, Will, my thinking was, maybe you shouldn't be on a salary at all."Well, that shocked me a little. But if she was proposing that I work stri...tly on a percentage-of-winnings basis, I could see where that might be a fair way of readjusting the dollar costs of our relationship."That's OK by me, too, Baby. I guess, though, I would still need to be paid something for expenses -- at least for these exotic foreign trips." No, Will. You're not understanding me. I think we should set things up. Our lips just can’t leave each other, her hands are too busy pulling my head close to even think about pulling pants down or shirts up and my own hands are busy holding her ass cheeks more than I’m grabbing them. We don’t fall down into position, we sink down giving fear and moral considerations ample time to leave the ship before we hit rock bottom down in the cold sea of lust and pleasure.Somehow the blanket has managed to stay on top of us thus far, but now that it leaves us to spend the. Jackie had dated him before she met me. Jackie passed away the summer before. We’d been married for 14 years. Kat had only been in the area for six months or so. She was a friend of Dan’s sister. When he asked me if I’d mind if she’d come, I didn’t think twice about it, not realizing they were trying to play matchmaker. Until I spoke with Dan, I was relegated to sneaking glances at her. I winked at him, told him she was a real looker. He asked me if I was interested and I looked at him with. I reach over and spank again. She gasps and gives a sharp moan.I sit back and gently pull her head forward and finally she reaches her goal of my almost bursting cock. She moans as she takes just the big thick head into her mouth. She brings her hands round to grab my balls while squeezing the rock-hard shaft. Looking over the other side of the room I can see our reflection in the full-length mirror. My wife’s pert little ass in the air and the back of her head bobbing up and down on my rigid.