"Oh, nothing. I just got into a fight with my boss. I got so mad I just left. He can finish gagging the project by himself, the bastard!" I suggested she should take a hot shower to relax, but she said no, that she just wanted to go to bed. So much for getting Jordan out of the house that way. My wife got undressed and slipped into bed as I pretended to read. I thought about her boss all alone in the motel room, 'finishing Blowjobs the reality project by himself' and laughed. My wife rolled over quickly and asked, "What is so damn funny?" I apologized and said it was just a funny line in my book. She looked at me for a moment and told me, "Well, Brunette turn off the light and go to bed, I need to get some sleep! And what are your clothes doing all over the floor?" I apologized again, got up, put my clothes in the hamper and switched off the light. I got into bed and started wondering what could have happened between my wife and her boss to make her so blowjob angry. As I was getting into a more comfortable sleeping position my hand brushed across my dick and I noticed it was wet. Evelyn raises an eyebrow at her wife. I took another hit on the e-smoke. She asked where you were as soon as blowjob we reality finished.” She remained motionless. He yanked her up by the Brunette hair. I didn't thrust right in though. “Connoisseur of the porn genre?” Taylor sarcastically interjected, “Is that what the horny teenage boys gagging are calling it nowadays?” Ima.. “Shit,” she exclaimed as she stumbled backward, trying not to fall out of the closet. Unfortunately, he was still knotted to his newest bitch, and his movement made them both Blowjobs yelp in pain. “Master,” Jenny murmured, “I still feel so hot down here.”