I pull it out of my mouth, trying to gently tease him. While he's still trying to cook for us, I grab his cock with my hand and stroke it, while I suc... on the head and then deeply thrust it in my mouth once again. He can’t control it any longer. He looks down at me, and our eyes connect; my pussy moistens at the thought of what is about to happen. He grabs my hair and wraps it around his fist and thrust his cock deep in my mouth over and over. I start to gag, but he doesn’t stop, tears are. John started kissing and touching me. Even his slightest caress turned me on. I am not sure if it was the lack of being touched for so long or the fact that I knew what he could do. I basically let him do what he wanted, until he reached for my clit. I stopped him, unsure if I was ready for that. Noticing that I was allowing him to touch anywhere else, he didn’t give up. That turned me on, John seemed to ease me into it. As he continued to kiss my neck and play with my breasts, he made me want. It was then we decided we should meet, so we exchange phone number. He made contact first via text, so I decide to call him. I was nervous at first and I think he was too, but as we talk we both became more comfortable, well I did :-) So we set up the meet for the next day which was a Friday at around 11:00 am, with me hosting. We could only meet during the day, because of the fact that we are both married. I told him I would surprise him with a nice lingerie outfit and to call me about an hour. "I know Jonathan. I'm embarrassed, but your big dick has made me so damn wet." She said almost tearfully. "You don't need to be mom. You have been neglected; you deserve to be satisfied as much as anyone else. Nobody will ever know." "I will know. I don't think I can live with the shame." She said, still not removing my fingers. "There's nothing to be ashamed of," I reassured. "Just enjoy yourself. Let me take care of you." "Please Jonathan, don't..." Was all she could muster. Her mouth said.