Right after you make me a real nice dinner, you'd sneak up into the bedroom and when I walk in, you'd have your legs spread out and on the bed and kin... of offer me dessert." "Lame," she replied while giggling. He shyly laughed it off, "Aha, yeah." "I'm ready to go home now." "Alright, dear." While we were driving up to her small construction house in a new community in the middle of the desert, I thought to myself, "How? And why does he put up with her? She's demanding, rude, unsupportive; I. I really am a smart, powerful woman. I smiled.He knocked the wind out of me when he pushed me up against a dirty sheet rock wall. I felt the oozing head of his dick against my tummy. He let out a horny sigh and pressed his cock against my skin. He was ravenous, like a wolf moving in for the kill. Still, I could tell he had something on his mind.“Were you thinking about this all day?” I asked, looking straight into his eyes as jammed my hand down his pants and cupped his balls. I felt his shaft. He pulled me down so hard onto his cock that it actually hurt the back of my throat. Every time he pulled me by my hair down to deep throat him, he paired it with a upwards thrust, burying his cock as far as it would go down my throat. Being punished for what, I wasn't sure, but it was making me yearn for his cock even more. I wanted to make him cum for me again and again. I wanted to make him fully satisfied any way I could. I was losing myself in my lust for his cum and wanted nothing more. English, her only class with Steve, was already over for the day; but she mentioned Ken's question at lunch."We're both awfully busy," Steve said. "And we'd have to help decorate on a Saturday morning. I work then." Well, neither of us has been what you'd call active in extra-curricular activities, your chess club excepted. This might be sort of fun. 'What did you do in high school, Mommy?' 'I babysat, dear.' That doesn't sound like much."The concept of Shannon with her children distracted.