What the hell, I was rapidly approaching drunk and didn’t mind a bit of gossip. It passed the time anyway. “I wouldn’t say small,” she replied... “just quick. Five strokes and it’s all over.” “You should find someone better hon, maybe get yourself a boy-friend or something.” “Its worse when he gets drunk,” said Roopa, “He gets horny but can’t get it up, and when he drinks I drink so I’m horny as hell as well but all I got in front of me is his soft noodle.” “I have the opposite problem,” I said.. So, I took her back to a bedroom and bent her over a chair. That woman has a fantastic ass.”“What about the second time?”“About a week later, she invited me to her place for dinner. Before we ever got around to eating, she had me back in her bedroom. I told you, Joy loves sex. She wasted no time getting us both naked and into the bed. I can tell you that her sweet pussy tastes like candy orange slices. We could have gone on all night, but her roommate came home with friends and made a lot of. There was a pause as Sir Charles cried out, and a gasp came from Mrs. Edwards. ‘It’s Maurice.’ she murmured. ‘Who else could it be? There is no one else here.’ I shook my head in confusion. ‘Maurice?’ ‘Sionnain Fitz Maurice of County Kerry, Ireland.’ The first name sounded like ‘Shannon’, with a subtle difference. ‘His butler. It’s not unusual for man to have a woman as his butler, and Sionnain has been Monty’s for a decade now.’ ‘Monty?’ ‘Sir Charles’ nickname.’ So the man who stirred my. I kept my hands on my cheeks, holding them apart while he slowly built up a rhythm, getting faster and faster. Soon he was slamming it in and out and just as I was thinking I hope he doesn't cum too soon he moaned, pulling my mouth off and holding it to the tip of his dick, telling me he was about to cum. I looked up at him and opened my mouth wide, sticking out my tongue just in time to catch his load. It didn't squirt it just oozed down his dick straight onto my tongue and into my open mouth..