”I sat back on the couch and began to unlace my Army boots. She squatted in front of me to help. She tugged at my BDU trousers, and they joined the ...ile of clothes on the floor. My cock strained against the fabric of my boxer shorts, forming a small tent. She looped a finger into the side of my boxers and pulled them down my thighs and past my knees, setting my eight and half inch cock free from the confines of my boxer shorts. She knelt in front of me and took my cock in her hands. Her oral. I looked around the bar and checked my watch, my heart beating faster as I realised I was almost on break. "You could join me on my lunch break and we can talk it out, if you'd like. I'm about to get off." To be honest I expected rejection, or maybe just more mindless flirting, but when she agreed to join me I almost jumped for joy.I poured the last pint before I could take my break and I stepped out, leaving the work to the other bartenders as I took the lady by the arm and led her out towards. 　Thus it was. One day, we finished a leisurely late lunch, and then decided to make ourselves useful around the house. I mowed the lawn and did the edging while Lia weeded the flower beds. I liked looking at her bent over like that. I was glad I got done first, going off for a shower, and no, I did not jack-off. With all the suds, I certainly thought about it. But the inspiration just wasn't there. I'd start getting hard, but then like a neon sign the word pervert would start flickering in my. “Ready for me to take your ass, slut?” Bill finally said, pulling his cock free. It glistened with my saliva. “Yes, Bill,” I said with excitement, “Take me.” And so he did. I got on all fours and he pulled the tiny skirt up to my waist. First he used some lube on his finger to gently explore my anus. A second digit soon joined, opening me up even more and applying more lube. “Can you handle three?” he asked, “Because then I’ll know you can take me.” “Try,” I said, feeling used to having my.