“You don’t have to say anything,” Sheri said. “Just get yourself together and go.” Sheri continued lying on the table, covered in Brian’s ...um, while he dressed. “Thanks for the delivery,” Sheri said as Brian headed for the door. Sheri started slowing playing with her clit as Brian walked away. When I heard the door shut, I emerged from the room and walked toward my wife. “Well?” I said. “It was really good, but…” she stopped short. “But what?” I asked. “I didn’t get to cum,” she said in an. ...I didn't really pay it much mind and just went about my shopping. I found a couple things I wanted, bought them, and moved on. But, this time, I had a plan. I decided to see what this guy would do next. I decided to make a stop at a seating area within the mall and just hang out a bit and act like I was checking my phone for messages while really looking out of the corner of my eye at my would-be pursuer.....and there he was.......lingering casually (yet obviously to me) a short ways off. . Even after he was done he wouldn't let me go, so I finally squirmed away from under his grip and was able to breathe."Anyone looking?" I asked so I could get up without being seen. "Is it clear?" It's clear," the driver said, so I lifted my head up, wiping excess cum from my lips.The Uber driver was breathing heavily, as if he just ran a marathon, and had a big smile. "Thank you," he could barely say. "You ARE good at this."He grabbed my cock again. "Here let me jack you off, it's only fair.". My frigging was of a flowery nature I imagined the slow build up, the teasing, setting the mood, and my sister would sit and watch me explode, writhing naked, my hand trapped between my crossed legs, 'You make good watching Mariel', she would add sarcastically when I had finished.'How do you cum so quickly'? She would look at me in a disdain fashion, 'A fuck is about fucking, you have to milk them before they pull out of you', she never minced her words, she knew exactly what she wanted, and.