I heard some soft music click on and then heard the oven door creaked open and closed. I caught glimpses of him moving efficiently throughout the kitc...en while I had a fine view of his backside bending and moving this way and that. Yes, I admitted to myself enjoy the view. Within minutes he was back in the dining space with oven-mits on his hands that looked like fish and a casserole dish that he actually placed on a trivet in the center of the table. ‘So you kicked your mother out before I. Uhm, taste you? You know, like you're tasting Joey?"She was stroking Joey's dick with her hand. "It still has some of that mud stuff around it. It didn't make Joey taste too good. Why don't we get cleaned up first, then you can." Nrrrrh" Joey said, pleading."Look, I'll take care of you, you take care of Joey. I don't care about a little mud. I already had a couple of mouthfuls of it earlier. A little more won't matter." Okay. Joey, lay down," Suzi said.Joey laid down on his back, Suzi got in. ”Blondie pulls up a bar stool and takes a sip out of the drink.“You leaving or do you want another one?”Grant looks across at her, shrugs and hands her the glass. Blondie calls Mac over and holds up the empty glass, “Whatever he’s having, Mac.”Grant’s whisky arrives and he takes a sip; the juke box is between records and the silence is noticeable.“So, what do you do for a living ummm-”“Top executive in a very big business.” Blondie was hoping for a name but none was forthcoming. “And you?”“I’m. ..as i continue 2 struggle 2 try 2 breathe air ini can feel his gigantic helmet deep in my throatcompletely & totally blocking off my airway & it makes my own cock grow even harder...( there is no way he could possibly know itbut i have always wanted 2 be dominatedby a big muscular man with a huge cock... )his hands now grip my head even tighterpulling my head up 2 meet his deep strokesas he brutally & forcefully face-fucks mewhile his hot cock-skin caresses my tonguewith every savage.