It was right there. Right there in front of her face. In front of her mouth. Slowly her lips parted, and she moved her head forward and pulled Max to ...er. The tip of Max's cock slid into her mouth. She tasted its saltiness. It wasn't bad, not bad at all. Kind of like salt licorice. Max felt his swollen cock enter his owner's mouth. Felt the warmth...the wetness...and then the sucking. His cock wasn't in a pussy, which he was familiar with, but hey, this was okay. Yes, this was different, but it. It was an efficient way to work several muscles and body parts together. It was a dangerous combination, making me both sure-footed and deathly silent. I could cut through a room without making any sound, almost always getting the advantage on my targets. To do this, I had to train, and I had to train hard.I put my body through the wringer every single day, save for Fridays. Fridays were reserved for Jummah prayer, which was the Muslim equivalent of a Sunday church sermon. I’d be gentle with my. Concerned he took her hand and asked, "Are you okay, he didn't hurt you did he?" I'm just a little sore, but no he didn't hurt me. You stopped him." Her eyes teared up."Thank goodness you're alright," he exhaled, and tenderly kissed her cheek. He absently massaged her hand and spoke with a slight tremble, "There was no reason for you to tell me about him—we weren't in a committed relationship, and your past like mine, has always been yours to share or not." He reached up and toyed with her dark. After about 10 minutes we heard her start to snore an Steve went and peeked into her room. She was one her side but as it was hot she had no covers on and the nightie was just covering her butt and cunt. To make sure she was asleep Steve bounced heavily on the side of the bed and said "Nan, Nan, wake up we can see your bare arse" but she didn't move. He flipped the edge of her nightie up so we could see a decent amount of hair sticking out but her cunt was still mostly hidden and we couldn't.