He walks over to the side of her head and sticks his cock in her mouth. She tries to not do it, but he smacks her boob and then her face. Suck it. Now... he demands. She says no. He walks out of the room and returns with a knife. He puts it to her chest and whispers into her ear. Suck it now. She takes him in her mouth and begins to suck. He shoves it deep down her throat and she chokes a little. He laughs and smacks her thigh. SUCK IT! She continues to suck. He pulls out of her mouth, kisses her. Four, I can dream it’s Hugh Grant waking up in my bed and fifth, I’m feeling horny.’ I laughed and kissed her back. ‘I need a shower, where is Areeya?’ ‘Out at the boat, she’s supervising repairs to it this morning.’ Alex said as she walked back to the desk. ‘OK, mind if I head to the shower?’ I yawned again. ‘Knock yourself out,’ she said, and then quickly, ‘Oh my God, I didn’t mean that, my mouth works quicker than my brain sometimes.’ I said, ‘I know how fast your mouth works.’ ‘Mmm,’ she. " Oh! I had a dreamy you made bacon," I said, because I had."Oh, yeah, I did!" She exclaimed. "Want some?"And the kitchen did smell like bacon. But I was sure it hadn't a moment before. Mom hadn't made bacon since dad's heart attack two years ago. But she presented me a plate of the stuff like it was perfectly normal.And it could have been normal, I guess. But it wasn't. I was sure of that.I sat there eating bacon and drinking coffee and not enjoying nearly as much as I should have. Something. Slow, slow I have to remind myself, no need to hurry or rush. My hand moves more smoothly as pre-cum lubricates the condom, the chair creaking softly as I try to settle back relaxing. She’s moved again her back to me as she looks coyly over her shoulder with a wicked gleam in her eyes daring me to reach out and touch her. I can almost feel her muscles moving just under the skin as she leans back at my touch. The next picture captures my attention, she’s in the shower and I can hear her.