She stroked it once and pre-cum flowed out, down the shaft and over her hand and fingers. For a few minutes, she slowly stroked my cock, watching her ...wn hand slide up and down the shaft and over the head, while I continued to slide two fingers in and out of her love hole. “Can we go upstairs?” she asked. “We’ve been upstairs. Let’s stay here for a while.” I told Jeanine to kneel in front of me, and instructed her on how to give a slow blow job. I watched as she licked and sucked and stroked,. The next night was a Friday evening i decided I would pay my newly married pervert friends another visit to see if any more naughtiness happened, I made my way round earlier in the evening and set myself up behind a tree in their back garden. Again, they were both completely naked but this time they were alone, there was two more guys there, all of them sat around a dining table in the kitchen. The lady (Lucy), was naked serving them dinner, as she served one of the men the guy turned to. Maybe I could get you a deal if I like your stories.” “Well, maybe that could be arranged. I'd love to read them to you.” “I'd like that. To be read erotic stories by a beautiful author would be unique. Very interesting.” I finished my Martini and smiled, happy to hear his response, then, surprising myself, pushed my glass towards him. “Buy me another drink.” I didn't quite understand it at the time, but not only did I want to show him what a good writer I was, I didn't want to be his little. I said something like, ‘HEY! WHAT’S WITH THE F*#^IN MONKEY????????’ I heard her say, laughing slightly, something like, ‘He’s looking for salt’ While I found this insight interesting, it did nothing to alleviate my pain. I told her that I don’t keep salt on my head, and suggested she tell the monkey that. But the attack continued. I was now determined, to act, and act fast!!!!!!!! But, how does one defend one’s self, from an 18 inch tall, insane, monkey?? I reached up, and got a hold of his.