‘All you care about is that damn job and that damn briefcase! It’s surgically attached to your fucking hand!’ ‘I don’t have time to hear thi.... I have to get to the office so if you don’t have anything new to say, then I suggest you find something new to talk about,’ he said stoically. No emotion was discernable on his face. Ouch. And to add insult to injury, he turned his broad back and started walking to the front door as a further dismissal. With that she turned and stomped out of the room. He didn't even have a chance to knock on the door. Ashely came out and greeted him with a kiss and a hug.He smiled at her and asked, "Are you ready to go, sweetie?"She replied, "Yes, just have to grab my bag."He smiled as he beat her to her bag. She closed the door behind her. They walked to his truck hand in hand. He let go of her hand and tossed her bag in the bed of the truck and then helped her in the cab of the truck. She sat the picnic basket in the seat as he walked around the truck and. Reaching around, I took his rigid cock in my hand and began stroking it in time to the fucking motion I was working. He grunted and groaned from the stimulation and I could feel his anus squeezing my cock in time to the beat. The feeling of his hot tight shitter wrapped around my already eager cock was becoming too much for me and I knew I would be cumming soon. "Fuck me, fuck me, I'm gonna cummmmmmmm!" Bruce moaned as I felt his cock begin to spasm in my hand and warm wet jets of his creamy. I closed my eyes and pictured him lying between my legs with a grin on his face.I ran my finger over my swollen clit and felt my body quiver.I began to make tight circles around my clit,making sure to tease my opening with my middle finger,I moaned again hearing his smooth voice in my head telling me he wanted to hear me cum.I quickened the pace of my fingers,changing between rubbing my clit and slipping my middle finger into my cunt and squeezing against it.My breathing began to quicken and my.