“All right,” she said. “But something from a good grocery store,” she demanded.“My how the mighty have fallen. Grocery store wine how gauche...” I suggested with a laugh. She parked near the door and we got out of the car.“Give me your wallet,” a large black man with a pistol demanded, With my left hand I fumbled for the wallet, which had twenty odd dollars in it. It had no credit cards or Id of any kind. While his attention was on me going for the wallet in my pants, my right hand moved nearer. She leaned over and licked up the still lengthening shaft to the head, where she swirled her long tongue around and round slowly and lightly. Holding me gently with one hand, she worked the whole shaft and head over until it was slick and shiny. She leaned back keeping her hand on the shaft, slowly working it up and down lightly over the full length. Looking up at me she said, ‘Sucking a nice long, thick dick is my most favorite part of sex. It gets me so hot and horny. I’ve actually had. ’ After he left Geneva decided she ought to try him out. She was bored at being confined to dildos, vibrators, dongs, plugs, string balls and clamps. She understood with a guy you got most of that in the one package, not that she’d even been with a well-oiled guy geared to deliver, only the two sexually inadequate misfits she’d had the misfortune to marry because of her poor judgment and ignorance. Geneva and Michael took their lunch break in his office, sipping hot soup. She opened the. She thought about pulling her hand out and feigning surprise, like Jill; but a willing boy offering his cock for exploration was too much to resist. She squeezed it, stroked it, felt the slippery juice it was producing and used her thumb to slide it around the head. But when Ace started to thrust his hips and moan, Maggie didn’t know what to do. She retracted her hand and leaned over to Tyrone as if nothing happened. Ty just giggled, “Did you get a surprise?” Maggie just nodded and snuggled.