L. came in and locked the door. I was a little surprised but not really. I wasn't sure what to expect. I had been caught with my pants down and my ...ick in my hand stroking it softly. L. walked up to me and nodded in approval. I am well endowed but not humongous. Without a word L. knelt down pulled my hand away and began caressing my dick. We made eye contact and I nodded my approval to the caresses. L. got closer and began kissing my dick from the head to the balls. L. got more. We went on like this for at least 1/2 hour or maybe longer it was long enough that my knees began to hurt so bad that I had to get off them and just say fuck it and sit down on my ass ignoring the puddles of cum that soaked the floor from previous encounters. He must of done the t-shirt jack off thing 8 or nine times. By this time I have been reduced to cum receptacle I have lost my free will I am this complete strangers suck slave and he could have fucked my throat for as long as he wanted 2. Joe caressed the bulge. “Beautiful,” he said.“Like I swallowed a beach ball,” she said, kneeling down and taking his half hard cock into her mouth.“You’ve never been more beautiful,” he told. “Literally full of life.”She chuckled with her mouth full. The buzz added to the pleasure. But it still took longer than it should have to get him hard enough to fuck her.“Sit on my face?” he offered.“Okay,” she said. After he scooted on the bed, she ended up on her side, upper leg high, opening her pussy. Tracy's father had married her, and with his kind heart he'd taken on her son Richard as if the boy was his own, but his own child, Tracy, whose mother had died at birth never got along with Sarah. She always made the youth feel as an outsider, and when her second husband died, she made his child's life miserable until Tracy couldn't take it anymore, and sought some way to escape.It wasn't so much the beatings, or even the constant barrage of insults as it was the loneliness and the irritation.