“I got my name ‘cos of my cock.”“So your real name is Dong?” I asked, showing my confusion. “You don’t look Vietnamese.”He gawped at m....Penny looked venomous. “Ignore him, Cecil. He’s just taking the piss.”“Ah, Cecil. That’s your real name? Now I understand the need for a nickname. So why are you here, fondling my wife?”“I’m not fondling her. I don’t do that type of shit. I’m about to fuck her, ‘cos you can’t manage to do the job.”“And I’m guessing it’s not the first time you’re going to enjoy. "He's a comic by trade, Donald. It's his craft, his way, his life." Also his way to question my ability to support you at marriage?" "$67.50, huh, hot shot? You going to pay the rent on that fancy apartment, that boundless wardrobe, that Hollywood lifestyle in New York City? On $67.50? I don't think so, Don. Not from where I stand. No, k**, I pay for all that. Holy smokes, more than half the spots she gets are thru her old man. She knows that. That stops, all that stops when she says 'I do.'". I reach down and grab your cock, which is now buzzing with anticipation. I move my hand up and down your shaft as I suck my juices off your tongue. Releasing you and pushing you over on your back, I straddle your thighs, my dripping pussy hovering tantalizingly close to your erect cock until you feel my pussy lips kiss the tip of your cock, my wetness exciting you even more. There it stays, with me holding myself over you on quivering legs. I gently and slowly lower myself onto your cock. You. , why wouldn’t I want to give one to you? “Well, it’s totally embarrassing” Emily said“For you maybe, but I have done this many times before. It’s a medical procedure and You need it”“Thanks Pat, You are a real friend. Where is it best to do this?”“I think upstairs on your bed. I have a rubber sheet to avoid any mess”“Good thinking” Emily said.They both proceed upstairs and on the way up Pat couldn’t help but stairs at Emily’s ass. Even with that robe on, her backside looked good. They went.