"He stood up, walked over to me and pulled a small mirror from his packet. He held it up to my nose, and then with a pen he slowly traced a line from ...y eyes down the length of my nose. About an inch from the end, the pen moved slightly to the left. Holy shit - I did have a broken nose."It's quite common for young children, especially boys, to break their nose and not realize it. It doesn't always cause buckets of blood. That only happens in Hollywood. If you're fond of it, I can always put it. Before I could respond, she inhaled my cock again.I barely remembered to breathe. Leah's tongue worked its way along the underside of my cockhead. Her hand slid up and down my shaft."That feels so good, Sugar," I moaned.Her reply was muffled by the head of my cock in her mouth. My head fell back onto the cushions. My satisfied groans became louder; with the house empty, I didn't have to worry about anyone hearing our lovemaking or walking in on us.My wife's mouth moved expertly over me. Her. She was busily gobbling up every drop and she used her fingers to gather it off her face and sucked each finger dry, she offered Beth some and she too ate it eagerly, we hugged then I dressed and was out the door in minutes, walking home I preyed Beth and Sam wouldn’t speak of this to anyone. I got home and went to work on sorting out the prizes for the tom bola I was running at the summer fair at the school. Around half ten the following day there was a knock on the door, Joanna was standing. Prakash was good looking in a traditional way, used to dress well but in conservative clothes and appeared to be a quiet, “nice” young man. He used to behave very nicely too, would smile at me or the others and say “Good morning” etc but would never go beyond that. All in all, as I said, a “nice” guy. Or so I thought for a while.Being a 1BHK flat, space was a constraint – we had a clothes line outside the bedroom window and I used to hand my clothes for drying after the daily washing. Normal,.