“How do you like tasting your girl on a real mans cock, sissy?” He pulled my cock out of his mouth just long enough to say, “I don’t like ...t, sir.” Then he quickly took it back in his mouth when he saw my hand raising to slap him again. Paula was enjoying the show and had repositioned herself on the sofa so that she could masturbate while watching. The sloshing sounds of her juices and her moans were driving me crazy. I was watching her beautiful body as she pleasured herself and her. Hot dogs? Order a Pizza? Did I have some pies in the fridge? Somehow I didn’t feel that hungry any more. Skipping food was always an option.While I dried myself off I sighed. I would just start reading now and fix something to eat later on. “You’re such an addict”, I murmured and laughed a little laugh. Only wrapped in the towel I went back to my room, grabbed the book snuggled against the top of my bed and started reading.Usually I get wrapped up in a book, get lost in it, am dead. Ye story abhi 2week pahle ki hi hai, mujhe ek kaam se ahmedabad jana tha aur trains me reservation nahi mil raha tha to maine ek travle bus mein jane ka faisla kiya, kyoki main akeli thi isliye travles walon ne mujhe dusri mahila ke sath seat di joki last se pahle thi. Main thik time par bus mein pahuch gai, maine dekha meri side wali seat par koi 40 saal ki mahila thi, usne bataya wo apni beti se milane ahmedabad ja rahi hai.hum dono mein thodi baatchit aur hui. Fir humne side ka farda khinch. I was in our bedroom reading a book and listening to oldies on a cd when she came in dressed in a ridiculously short mini skirt and boob tube which strained to hold back her sizeable titties with knickers quite visible under the short skirt. “The guy must be crazy to leave you when you,re dressed like that!” I sympathised with her. “Yeah. Mary Jane Peters is an out and out Whore! She was openly fondling his cock through his trousers right in front of every one! Bastard!” she moaned. “Never Mind.