Good plan? I thought it was a good plan. Maybe lacking some of the details, but we can hire a detail guy.”We hauled the money back to the office and...counted out the bricks. “This chick is fucking crazy,” I declared. “Unless she stole this from 50 different companies, there’s already people looking for her,” then I shrugged. “Well, last one is in the garage. I may have a complete meltdown if it’s the big bag.”We closed the office door behind us and walked out to the garage. I’d brought the. It was covered with the lycra material but I started stroking/rubbing it."Thank you Master Dave", came out of Slave Boy's mouth in a bit of a whimper, I told him to "Shut Up". I do have neighbours and we were against my front door so it wouldn't take much for someone walking past my door to hear any noise that close.He was getting close to orgasm. If we had kept it up, I would have had an orgasm grinding against his bum as well but I knew Slave Boy would beat me to cumming, he was twenty-two. Suddenly an idea stuck to his mind.He switched off the main power of our home. After sometime my wife called Sunil to inform that there is no power our home. Sunil replied like he does not know anything about it and also said that we cannot get an electrician at this time of the night. He invited her to sleep in his house. My wife was in a double mind whether to go the owner’s house for sleep. He called me through phone to ask, I said please go, this will be a good opportunity to get intimate. “You really are multi-orgasmic, that must be at least six,” Janet whispers with my clitorous dancing on the tip of her tongue.Janet takes me to her bed lays on her back and tells me, “Sit on my face and watch in the mirror while I hold your glorious arse lick you some more.”Almost immediately I am sliding my cunt lips along her extended tongue and ready to orgasm again.“You are a pleasure machine Sarah. Does that look good in the mirrors?” Janet manages to whisper as I orgasm almost.