She didn’t know what to think as they talked about using another woman. For some odd reason it pleased her to know she was better than her. She lick...d the underside of Brett’s cock as his prick twitched in her mouth. She inched the bloated head of his prick into her throat. She sucked again as it stretched her gullet.“Mmmmmmmmm,” Brett groaned. His hips moved slowly back and forth as his cock flattened her tongue and eased into her throat. “Suck it.” He stroked her hair. “That’s it! Suck. I promise you that.’ ‘I hope you are right,’ I said, as I wheeled out of the bedroom, headed for the office. My new life—of computers and numbers—was about to begin. Oh, joy. How I much preferred to ride, train and even possibly, teach. ‘Is there any way I can move into a different room? I need light. I am already depressed and the darkness of this office is making it worse,’ I said, as I rolled up to the desk. ‘Yes, I have just the room. You can look out on the lake and even see Jezzy. Here,. . but it's quite an unusual name, so there cannae be many..." Look, I don't want to poke my nose into your private life, Fran, but you look quite young and you're on one hell of a journey, do people know you've gone?" She looked at him and thought for a minute or so."Okay, you've done me a big favour, Luke ... so I'll tell you something, if you tell me something ... deal!" Deal! Do you want to go first?" Okay! So, my name is Frances Smith ... it really is! And I know I look young, but I'm. "Brenda, I ... I need to tell you something," I stuttered out"You want to spend time with Becky so you can fuck the shit out of the little vixen," Brenda laughed at me, "you better never play poker, Mr. Brown, you're so easy to read it's pathetic," and she poked me in my ample belly with a finger."You don't mind?" Of course not, I love to fuck cocks; a mans, a dogs, a horses, and as many as I can, so how can I deny you a play toy? Besides, your supposed to be my master and I have to do what you.