’ but that it was our decision.We had an idea that this might occur and so we were not surprised by his arriving and declaring that it would be help...ul and very necessary to physically discipline my wife. We talked for about 30 minutes on what he recommended and we all finally agreed to a session with him spanking her to help our marriage and to get my wife to stop dominating and to better her behavior and attitude.This was no rash decision, she had not been spanked since childhood and now to. My cock ached, rock hard in my pants. He put his hand on the back of my head and moved a little forward and his cock touched my lips. My lips parted and his cock was sliding into my mouth. Deep in, over my tongue and pushing against my throat. ‘Suck it!’ he kind of hissed. I sucked down on this hard shaft and the helmet like head that was now ready to use my mouth. He moved his cock in and out of my sucking hole. Sliding his cock in and out of my mouth and pushing cock into my throat. And, I. Againas the doors opened Mr. Wellgoodmorning stared at me as I walked acrossthe highly polished marble floor. Again I made a beeline to theelevator. This time as I approached the Guard station he asked, "can Igive you hand?"No thanks, last load", I replied not shifting my stare.Just as I finished responding...wham...I was on the floor. I'd trippedon the carpet runner to the security station. My left shoe flew offand skipped across the hard floor. I tried to extend my arms to stopmy fall but. .. radio signals?" Gunga tries to clarify in his mind what I am telling him."I think so. But I can not decrypt it on my own. I would need a terminal or something, in order to make sense of this." I scrunch up my face at the thought of all this noise in my head. "Right now it is just noise in my head."He moves closer to my, edging into my space with his knees."It is too bad we are out on a job." he looks over at me with more than a hint of lust."No it is not. We made a pact." I remind him. Not.