I woke to a pain in my balls and a bright light showing on me from a street lamp with the door to the trunk being open. “Better get up slave or I�...m going to continue slapping your balls harder and harder or until I feel like using it as a punching bag.” My eyes started to adjust to the bright light and I could see the wife staring at me with a look of enjoyment as the pain continued to increase with every slap to my aching balls, I’m not going to lie it did turn me on a little to have her. "Well, yeah, but...I don't know, I still feel weird." "Sssshhh... Just watch. Relax." Carrie's voice was smooth and calming. The two sat in mostly silence while she smoked. She loved that he was watching her. She loved that something as simple as a cigarette could turn him on. She understood why he liked it, even if he didn't. It was just another taboo in their relationship. Something that shouldn't be done. And the way her mouth, and lips, and tongue moved just added to the. “Yes, sir. That feels so good.”“Good. Now finger that drenched little pussy for me, Ruby. Fuck yourself hard and don’t worry about making too much noise or staining the chair or the floor. Look into my eyes and make yourself come.”How could a man be so sexy? I’m surprised that I haven’t imploded yet from the sultry, visceral heat between us. When we actually have sex, how are we not going to break furniture and bother the neighbors, wherever we are? But I don’t think about that. Instead, I. I looked over into her yard and saw my neighbor screaming at her husband for not cleaning out the pool. I like a true pimp went over there and said hey I can clean this pool for a few bucks. She looked down at my pants noticed my bulge and quickly said yes. It wasn't even a full day when she called me over and said to get over and clean her pool. So I said to her if you want me to clean this pool your going to have to do something for me. I almost told her that she needed to work the streets.