As he pulled my pants off I took my shirt off.Suddenly I was stark naked in another man's bedroom. His low-hanging seven inch cock was now pointing up...and had grown two inches. He sat on the edge of the bed and laid his head down and gently ordered me to suck his cock. I eagerly obliged him and engulfed the head of his cock in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it. Lustfully I mouth fucked his cock. I was enjoying the sensation of a large erect penis in my mouth. My new lover gasped and. "Want do you want, my little precious? Tell Mistress what you want?"He lifted his head slightly off the pillow. In the darkened twilight ofthe room, I don't know whether he could see my sneer. But I could seehis face, its uncertainty, its hesitation."Speak, precious. Beg Mistress." As I contemptuously said these words,I started to squeeze his cock and finger his hole slowly, teasingly. Istopped. "Beg." Please rub my prostate and my cock." Please who?" Mistress, please rub my prostate and my. “I know, I just don’t feel right about the whole thing.”“Then let me make you feel right,” Marion says as she leans in.Their lips gently touch, brushing each other before locking into a passion fueled kiss. The feeling is incredible, powerful and deep. Kathryn’s hands slide upward to Marion’s shoulders as Marion’s slide beneath Kathryn’s shirt along her incredibly warm, soft skin.Kathryn breaks the kiss and steps back. She pulls Marion’s shirt off to reveal her lovely breasts and taut nipples.. I fail to see how that is my fault." I felt ridiculous that I was going to have to explain this to her. It was like when I was helping an elderly coworker with her computer and realized I had to explain to her that different internet browsers all accessed the same internet. If she didn't know this by now, telling her most likely wouldn't improve the situation. But, I said it anyway. "I don't think it matters whose fault it is. See, it's just a problem that needs a solution, right? .