As his speed increased, so did the impact of his nuts to my face. Hisballs smacked against my nose and cheekbones, making a loud *slap-slap-slap* with...each series of thrusts. I reached around his thighs andgrabbed his panty-covered ass, stroking it and squeezing it and urginghim on.He pulled out and warned me that his orgasm was imminent. "Get a goodbreath, girl. When I start pumping this load directly into your stomachI'm not going to stop 'til I'm done." Oh, yes, cum straight down my throat,". I was bothered at first by it, but it was fairly tame. She wouldn't be having sex with him, just giving him oral while I gave her a nice orgasm from behind. Eventually I gave in, despite my worries. My wife, at age 31, was still very attractive and always in the back of my mind I was worried about her cheating on me, because I travelled a lot for work. So after a few weeks I agreed that if I could pick the guy then we could do it. We met a guy at a restaurant late one Saturday night, who was. "No. He's a cop. Ordinary beat cop." Ms. Adamsen gaveme a small smile as she nodded her head this time. I gave the rightanswer, no way any potential mafia bosses were gonna single out lowlyphotographer girl if her daddy was an ordinary beat cop."I see. Y'see, Ms. Adamsen, Ms. Harkins, where I grew up, every boy grewup to do the job his father had done, every girl grew up to do the jobher mother had done. Very old-fashioned and very traditional. When Idecided to branch out, turn Hammond. Like a porn star, I took it all into my mouth while looking up at him; his eyes were closed, his mouth gaped open. As I made slurping noises, he bucked back and forth into my mouth. I gagged a little as I caressed his balls while touching his hole. Seemingly, when I poked him there, he pulled me up and I fell on top of him. I sucked and nibbled on his tongue as he massaged my back through the shirt. In one movement, he rolled on top of me yanking my sweats down. My cock stood at attention as he.