Gonna move our offices out there in a few weeks. And we own a good-sized tract of land, so there are a couple of houses going up.”“Sounds like an ...peration.”“Will be. We have a Cessna 152 there right now. I’m working on my private. So’s my wife, and I think one of my associates here, and his wife and daughter, maybe others, will be using that little plane. There WAS a Stearman there, an old duster, but we flew it to Mississippi for a restoration. It’ll be back. Heaven knows who’s gonna fly that. When we rode back to the stables she was drenched with come and smiling at the guys working the stables when we returned. She probably would have fucked the horses if we had time. As a matter of fact she has been asking about going riding again ever since. Maybe she has some unfinished business. Anyway you get the picture. Once turned on, my wife is ready for anything and I knew this was one of those times. My cock was getting hard just thinking about what I was about to see.They passed her. I kept my hands on her boobs and slowly moved them towards her front buttons and unbuttoned them one by one revealing her long cleavage. I moved towards removing her gown straps but she stopped me and said with your teeth. As I leaned towards her she kept her hand again on my penis and started massaging it slowly over the pants. I caught hold of her straps with my teeth and pulled one down. I could see her violet bra from one side.As I removed the other strap the gown came hurling down. "Listen, you homo motha fucka!" I tell hubby. "I want your sorry ass out of this house! Now! Get the fuck out and stay out! We're done! I don't ever want to see your face, your ass, or your big cock ever again! Get the fuck out and stay out! I'm going over to see Henrietta now (which, of course, is a lie). When I get back you had better not be here. If you are, I am going to publish all those pictures I have of you sucking cocks! Now, pack up your shit and get the fuck out!"My throat is now.