He then reached down to my vagina touching my clit and then rubbing it. I had a terrific orgasm while his cock was now getting soft in my mouth. We st...yed in that position, i think not wanting to face reality, for at least five more minutes. His cock softened in my mouth so I twirled my tongue over the head of his penis, which he clearly indicated he was enjoying. His hands moved to gently caress the back of my head. The top button of his pyjama pants popped open and his bottoms dropped. She looked down to see how big his cock was. Dave was well endowed. At Uni his team mates called him The Thorpedo because his surname was Thorpe and his big cock had literally destroyed a mature prostitutes pussy."Do you like to write sexy stories?" Tanya said as her hand stroked his cock under the table. Up and down the length of his footlong shaft slowly."Yes" Dave replied unsteadily. He was getting very aroused. His hard nipples were visible through the taut T-shirt. Dave kept himself in. Took about two minutes and scared me off women for another year at least."She laughed, making her breasts bounce, and I peeled off my shirt and turned to put it on the chair. I heard her gasp. When I looked, her eyes were huge and wet, her fingers at her pink, trembling mouth."My God," she said, touching my chest and the remains of the mark at my throat. "My God, that's awful, terrible." Did you look at Susan's stripes?" I asked her, stroking her narrow waist and rounded hip, both as soft as. And it is not the place of a woman to question God’s will. Do you desire water.. food ..after your journey?His words made Cathy realize how thirsty she was. And hungry after the long night march. But she still shook her head and replied," I will not call you Master! Never! You cannot deny a prisoner of war food and water under the Geneva convention. " You are not a prisoner of war. You are a slave. You have no rights. Do you want a drink of water, slave?"Cathy struggle to control her temper..