He orders me to beg to worship his cock, asking how can I please him. It is embarrassing to have to beg to serve him with my mouth - I am the one plea...ing him! But I explain that I have been practicing and training, and want to show off how much pleasure I can bring him. I want the chance to serve. I want to open his pants and feel his cock, I want to watch it grow. He takes his clothes off, and pulls my mouth onto the head of his cock, commanding me to suck while he spanks me. He pulls down my. “Don’t stop,” Sally whispered into James’s ear. “You know I am yours.”James had no intentions of stopping, as a matter of fact he couldn’t if he tried, Sally had him so worked up he had to have her. His hands continued to explore her body as she stood there squirming in his arms her body like putty so soft and silky to touch. James’s hands glided down Sally’s body and behind her back. His strong hands slipping over the black lace suspender belt and finding her exposed butt. He traced his. It had no back except for a small string that tied in a bow in the middle of her back. Below that, it dropped to her waist. In front her breasts held it up and out delightfully as it dropped down her body. It moved with her breathing. The fabric was silky and molded itself to her body. The skirt flared a tiny bit to end demurely above her knees. She was wearing hose and her shoes matched the dress.I had been staring at her for what seemed like a long time. Finally, she softly said, “Well, do. They shared great sex for thenext half hour before she had a thrashing orgasm under him.His stamina was impressive as he kept going, building her to a secondorgasm and this time joining her. Their shared pleasure was blatant asthey moaned and writhed. There was a long blissful afterglow before theysat up, ordered me to adjust their pillows, and leaned back against theheadboard. My wife sighed and said, "That was thirsty work. Ourglasses, Maideena." I got the tray from the dresser and bent.