I sat on the sofa as she knelt down between my legs and took my cock in her mouth. She gripped my balls with her left hand, and stroked my cock with ...er right, as she blew me. Every inch of my penis was being satisfied. I moved her hair behind her ears, so I could see her blue eyes as she blew me. Words could not describe how I felt at that time – horny, in love, guilty, and satisfied all rolled into one emotion. After minutes of the perfect blow job I started to feel as though I was going. "Is it important John?" she sent back."Yes, I think I know how the information is getting out of our Section." John, could you arrange for some refreshments whilst we continue to sort out the details here?" Morgana asked out loud."Certainly, my Mage," I replied and took various orders, before slipping out and handing the list to a surprised Róisín."Could you start on this?" I asked. "I'll be back in a minute."Yes, John, but where are you going?" she asked."Diplomatic." I replied and hurtled. I did make that mistake before, and I told her I wouldn't do it again."So, for the record, you aren't after anything?" she pondered."What? No. I'm just trying to make the woman I love feel good, is that a crime?" I asked.She didn't say anything, but she was skeptical. The truth was, I just loved touching her feet, or having her feet touch me. I couldn't help but to tickle her a little bit. She never liked that and didn't like it this time either."Hey, we've been over this, no tickling," she put. I can sense the first knuckles enter, then the second and finally the third are against my asshole. I think that it has to stop here but the pressure continues. I am beginning to groan. The pressure increases and I feel the hand beginning to enter. My asshole is stretched to it's limit. I don't think I can take any more when the last knuckles slip past my sphincter and stop. I moan in relief.I am breathing heavily but slowly coming back to normal. I hear whispering behind me and the intruder in.