I took in his head and tasted his manhood, salty and sweet, as I took in a bit of his shaft and sucked slowly thereon. I felt his member in my mouth t...rob slightly. He was so large, I couldn't go down but half way upon his shaft with my first attempt. I used both hands to steady his shaft as I worked with my mouth on his head and took in more of his shaft with each bob of my head.He began to moan louder with pleasure and closed his eyes from time to time to enjoy the moment. I attempted to take. I know that was not the case, I had just seen her devour a surf and turf dinner. She started moving her head up and down on my engorged member stopping only once to tell me how wonderful my pre cum tasted. She also told my in no circumstance was I to think this was a one-time event, I tasted yummy and she’d be having some more of this again. Was this really the wife of my late partner sucking my dick like a woman possessed? Was this the woman who was my wife’s best friend? At that point, all. Her face was grimacing as my cocktip poked into her butthole. She looked at me with a worried look in her eye.“Oh baby, your so good to me, Your ass is so tight!” I whispered.“Oh daddy, I cant get it all the way in… Its so big, I know you want to stick it in my butt daddy.”“Your right babylove, I am going to get inside your butt. But let’s take it slow. I don’t want to hurt you, yet.” I chuckled and she laughed with me. She tried to squeeze my cock deeper in her anus. She screamed as my cock. As it turned out, the Mafia was small potatoes next to Them. ‘They really don’t like to use names. Everyone has handles, like ‘Dreamreaper’ or ‘Sinistra’, or symbols like hawk’s talons or blue butterflies…but They keep clear of real names. I don’t know why. It’s not because they’re afraid of the law, or the press. I guess it’s just because they’re superstitious. Frank was an exception. I am too. ‘Frank grabbed me that day because he saw potential in me. He wanted to give me a job. Instead of.