My cock was getting hard so I pulled the zipper down and took it out. She got down on her knees and took me into her mouth. She was gagging while care...sing my balls. Her lips were sliding up and down up and dowwn, she really could suck cock. I had the feeling she hadn't had any in a while and was neglected at home. I laid her back on the stairs so she was flat out climb up two stairs to where her head rested and knelt over her. I stuck my cock down her throat, she had nowhere to go no way of. I asked Mike what his plans were for the evening and told them they were welcome to stay longer and maybe watch a movie with us. Mike said that would be great unless Shelly still wanted to go out to the movie as they had planned, she jumped in and said she would love to stay.Shelly and my wife went off into the next room and Mike and I grabbed a drink and started talking again, this time as my wife wasn't there he told me that Shelly may be beautiful, she still wasn't my wife and laughed. When. Eight minutes, thirty seconds passed, and then he arrived, almost as though to teach her the first lesson of the evening. Alex turned to take in the sight of him. She hesitated to think of him her master, but essentially that’s what he was. He wore a beautifully ironed blue-grey suit, buffed brown brogues and black framed glasses. His tie was narrow and straight, almost a relic of some decade passed, and his temples sported flashes of white hair, contrasted against mousy brown. He held a large. "This is just so unlike me . . . ." "I think it's very like you, when you're with me." Dom slid his hands further up, letting his thumbs trace circles over her ribs and grinning smugly when she shivered again. She shifted her head and brushed her lips over the curve of his neck and it was his turn to tremble. "Two can play," she teased him. "I only play to win." He threaded his hand into her dark hair and kissed her long and hard. "Tell me now if you want to stop," he said, his voice rough,.