Then only short moments before he would have filled my mouth with his warm cum, he would pull out, wanting more!Help me up, then make me face the wall... i would make it easier for him and just remove my skirt, making it easy for him to get what he wanted, he would just pull down my wet panties while holding me against the wall, then pull my lower body against him so he could enter without any problems. I would have a hard time not getting too loud, feeling him entering me and keep going hard and. Most days I do my jobs around the house I am very domesticated and any way as my wife says I am her sub TV house slut as I said in my previous stories Zoë is a kept cum slut I wear a cock cage(a cb6000) which the wife has the key for and also I wear a butt plug up my love hole every day as I am very much a sub Transvestite and I both have a Master and Mistress (the wife ) the master makes me swallow his cum more or less every day and I get a good fucking , wife knows. It was practically empty, with a few items s**ttered here and there, and leaning against the dank cement foundation walls. It was definitely not a cheery looking place! But I soon forgot all about that as whoever it was worked my cock (and balls) over with a wonderful sense of enthusiasm!"Ahh--FUCK! That feels SO GOOD! MMM!!!" What else could I say, other than that? So, for the next five minuets, or so, that was pretty much the sum total of my vocal profundities!Whoever the guy was, it was. My Mom is forty-five and still quite beautiful.My father was a bastard. When I was eighteen he took me aside and told me, in very clear terms, that he was paying my way through college, as he would for all of his children. But, the catch was I had to give him a blow job and then let him fuck me for as long as he wanted that night. I knew it was coercion, and I could have said no, but I knew I would never pay my way through an expensive college like the one our family all attended. I am ashamed.