3. must fuck his arse.4. must let him clean my cuck once finished.On knowing what to expect I went along and had a couple of drinks and then we weet b...ck to there house near Roundhay Park at around 11 p.m.they lived in a small but nice house, wife was good looking and sexy around size 18 which was a bonus as I like abit of meat on my ladies. Husband got me a drink and the wife went up stairs to get changed.While I was drinking my drink the husband gets my cock out and starts to suck me off. I use the word cocksucking because it is what it is. It is not a blowjob; I am not blowing on it. It is not fellatio or giving head. I am sucking on a cock, and I have little shame in using such jargon. Besides, the very word, cocksucking, is an aggressive word, it sounds more sinister, more forceful. There is no weight to the other words.Cocksucking is a lost art, and in an age where sex is deemed as something impersonal, pervasive, and even anonymous at times, oral sex seems to get lost in. The nearby town of Oricantha was a fine example of a starter for civilization if it was given a chance. I wanted to give it that chance, so I decided to mount a campaign to convince the Olgars to stay at Johnshome, the castle.I was going to need a "sign" from the gods that staying at Johnshome was what they wanted, but I had no idea what that sign would be for now. I hoped I got lucky before it was too late.There was plenty of room within the castle for every family to have its own apartment,. ..it should be quite the show. Don't you think?" Warren said. " That's fine." I replied "Just as long as you don't ignore me" "I assure you have nothing to worry about ." he said as his right hand slipped down to carefully hike up my skirt a little in orderthat his hand could begin to caress my thighs. His fingertips glided slowly over my thighs, paying particular attention to the area just above where my stocking tops ended. His fingers would occasionally slip underneath one of the suspender.