An image of his father's cock sprang into his thoughts and immediately Simon shut it from his mind. What the fuck was he thinking? It was one thing co...paring your own cock with, say, the guys in porn films... but your own father?Simon stepped inside the shower cubicle. Squeezing a blob of shower gel onto a green sponge he rubbed it all over his body before allowing the needles of the shower to wash away the white foam. As he washed his hair, Simon decided that now that he’d got rid of his main. "Peaches! Baby are you alright?" Sweetpea was trying to wake me up from my unconsciousness.As I opened my blue eyes, I saw Sweetpea's worried face, painted white. I gave him a cum facial. I degraded him.Horrified by my act, I held his shoulders and pulled him down as I apologised "Baby I am sorry! I didn't want to....." Stop apologising. It happens." he said as he leaned over me. A drop of my cum fell on my cheek. I fumbled for the box of wet tissues as Sweetpea held it to me. I sat up and. I compared her signature on those items with the signatures for items that Stephanie kept in her file. There appeared to be a difference, even to my untrained eye. If these documents had been forged, who would have done it and how could I prove such a thing?Finally I finished my explorations into her personal things. It was a warm early evening in the springtime. I was driving home in my chauffer driven limo with the wine bar in the rear seat. I was feeling the beginnings of a stiffening of my. .mmmm Oh God another orgasm ..a bigger one.Suddenly I was startled back to the present, a deep male voice saying "can I help, my name is not Banya, but you look like a lady in desperate need". I looked through the open drivers window at this tall stranger (quickly taking in his rugged but handsome qualities) he was standing right at the window, clearly he has been watching me for some time - because he had his huge cock in his hand, slowly pumping it. Omg it was long and thick, pulsating, I'm.