My other hand cradled his balls just like he liked rocking them back and forth in my hand. I stroked his hard cock with my hand as my mouth worked his...balls, licking, quick little licks on his balls, and sucking them into my mouth. My hand squeezed the head of his cock as I sucked his balls. Then I took him all the way down my throat. He pushed me off suddenly, not wanting to cum too soon."See Missy THAT is what I expect from my little toys. Would you like to see the rewards?"She nodded.He. Then, I took her out and dried her body with a towel. My underwear is dry as I wrapped a towel. But my vest is wet completely as its very small shower.Me: my vest is completely wet. If you don’t mind, shall I remove it?She: yeah no problem.The moment I removed it, she stared at my body with bold eyes. I m standing only in underwear.She: you have a great body!Me: thanks. Not as much as you. Let’s start. Lie on the cot.She obeyed it and lied down on the cot by showing her back. First I started. We both use dirty sexy language during fucking for getting more sex stimulation. All my three previous stories were real one but this one is not real. This is purely a work of fiction, but for giving it the touch of reality I using my own name as its central female character.After our marriage many of his intimate friends visited our residence for meeting with us and presenting us their gifts. One of them was Salim Khan, a Muslim friend of my hubby. He was very sober, well behaved and well. We ended with a sitting area in the office, which it needed anyway, and a guest bed in my bedroom."You might be living out of a suitcase for a while, but you will have a place to sleep," I said to Mel after we finished."It is almost as much as I had at the compound. At least here I won't have to walk across the parade ground to take a shower, or go to the bathroom in the middle of the night." she said. We were alone but I still needed to remind her."Mel, try not to mention the compound around.