I kissed its underside softly and breathed his aroma into my nose. Then, very slowly I sucked his soft head into my mouth. The sensation was incredibl.... I felt like such a slut and I loved the way it felt. I was experiencing a rush that I couldn’t have imagined.He was a bit tense. He was trying a bit too hard at first. But as his cock slid in and out of my mouth, governed by my suction, I noticed it began to swell a bit. It was both longer and thicker than my husband’s was but it wasn’t. Not really. It was too easy to just let things slide or to swallow my desire after a number of rejections. If I had been able to put my supposed needs or fetishes aside, I wouldn’t be here, in the office, on my knees.And if I was honest with myself, I would have to admit that no one but me forced me to watch those videos. Or to visit those stores. Or to use that app when I was traveling for work.And if I was honest with myself, I stopped looking at her a long time ago. I started looking at the. It took about thirty minutes. The last time he really held out for a long time. I never took my mouth completely off his cock. He was fat and it was only about three inches long. I love tiny old fat man cocks.I got a lot of tiny old fat man cocks that needed attention, usually they wanted to get sucked off. Fat guys love blowjobs. There were some younger college guys who also liked their skinny little dicks sucked and who liked to drink big loads too.And before I forget to mention, every. I was already turning myself on and my hand was getting closer to my sex, as I heard a woman voice shouting something, the girl looked surprised, she said out loud, Francesca, and then she tried covering herself up with the pareo, but she couldn't do it. The other got closer, while she was blushing and keeping the hands close to her breast. Francesca sat close by. She was a lean blond girl, a little bit taller and older, wearing a short, lightweight chiffon dress, high-necked and closed on the.