Yes Sir sorry Sir I say and plunge the b**st to the back of my throat I gag but my head is held in place by my wife’s hands, go on you best enjoy th...s as its the last time tonight your going to get cock or pussy unless I say so, and I may have a treat, if you are very well behaved. Go and fix us a drink and don’t be long, I wonder into the kitchen and bring back beer for David and wine for my wife. When I come back in its my wifes turn on her knees sucking away at this huge, horse size cock,. His huge hard circumcised dick fell out of his shorts in front of my face, it looked incredible. I thrusted my head forwards and opened my mouth, letting it push into me. It tasted so good and I was able to let it rest in my mouth before there were loud footsteps down the corridor outside. Fred jumped back and awkwardly went to his computer, just as the door opened and another boy in our year walked in. The next day, around the same time, I was having a shower after sports and I heard someone. He had weaponized his smiles, his frowns, and simple words. Her stomach spun in knots every time she was with him. He patted her exposed belly, rubbing it softly, smiling down at her young body.“I want you to think about that first time you were molested. Fixate it in your mind, your feelings, your fears, your emotions. All of it, good and bad. Can you do that for me babygirl?” As he asked, he smoothly unbuttoned her jeans, sliding the zipper down. Then, ever so slowly he slid his hands down. A bloody good one, too, at least good enough to persuade me. I straighten and slowly slip out of my blouse, then my jeans, my knickers and my bra. My clothes and underthings are dropped to my feet and I’m fully exposed. I’ve never had anyone look at me like this before. Most of my past partners have simply torn my clothes off my back and gone at it, but none of them have ever simply stopped to look. Alex, on the other hand, looks at me like I’m a work of art and that’s more than good enough for.