And put the other back on the shelf. I stomped my foot once on the ground, if He noticed He didn't respond. The one on the left would be too scratchy,...I was sure of it. GRUMP!By the time we got home I was bursting to speak. He was acting as if everything were perfectly normal. I followed Him inside without a word. "Okay," He addressed me cheerfully, "I'd like you to get ready." I cocked my head sideways inquisitively. "For tonight." He answered my unspoken question. "I'd like you to put on,. For a long time. Him: Let’s go to bed So I followed him up the stairs and into my bedroom, all the time wishing I’d put a couple of large brandies in those Diet Cokes he plied me with in the bar at the sports centre. I was in desperate need of some Dutch courage. Me: I just need to use the loo. With just a flimsy plasterboard wall between the toilet and my bedroom I put masses of toilet tissue down the pan before sitting down to do a wee and simultaneously say a prayer. After a quick wash of my. She was a ripe beauty, long and lean, pale blonde and cover-girl pretty - the prototypical trophy wife I guess."Do my back, will you?" she asked, holding out a big tube of something and covering her exposed breast with her hand and forearm. It was more than a handful, that bulging mound and her mounded ass was unbelieveable."Sure," I said, kneeling beside her as she got back prone. And feeling my cock twitch. I squeezed out a thick ribbon on goo and spread it on her golden back with both hands.. “Ready? One…, two…, thr..”“STOP!” Michael’s lower lip trembled. Suck this boy’s cock or lose his wife and marriage..? And, he’d probably lose his job as well too!“I’ll do it,” Michael whispered softly.“Do what?” Kevin taunted, “I want to hear you say it.”“Suck your cock,” Michael stuttered. “I said I’ll suck your cock, but you have to delete that video!”“I said I would, didn’t I?” Kevin said, and added, “Don’t ya trust me?” He smirked again.Kevin pulled off his t-shirt and quickly kicked off.