“Show me how wet you are” I say, “touch yourself and show me baby”Your right hand drops down in between you lovely legs as you take your drink...in the other. I watch as you bring the drink to you lips and your eyes close as reach and run your delicate finger up and down your juicy slit, squirming slightly in you seat. You bring your hand back up to rest upon the table, I can see the wetness glistening on two fingers...“Naughty girl” I smirk, “now tastes yourself and kiss me baby”You smile and. The head of this guys cock was huge for the thickness. He had a big piss slit . I could get it down my throat with no problem even though his head was so big . I slid it in my throat a couple times letting my spit flow out my mouth down onto his hairy nut sack. I hear him moan and then he said you keep that up and i will be cumming . I knew that and i did exactly that i let my spit flow out as i opened my mouth and just fucked his cock with my throat I reached down and i squeezed his balls hard. "Nice pass," he called out and Ezra walked over to him and his two playing companions."You play?" He asked sharply.Ezra took a deep breath and grinned. "Yeah, I play. Centre midfield mostly. A Paul Ince role, hacking down opposition."The boy dropped the ball and kicked it towards Ezra who deftly controlled it, let it bounce and flicked it towards the top corner of the goal thirty yards away, leaving the 'keeper no chance of saving it."Wow! Awesome hit," the boy cried appreciatively. "How d'ya. I waved him off. That seemed to silence him. She closed her robe, interesting I thought, an attempt at modesty under the circumstances seemed more than superfluous. She turned to him and said something. He nodded, turned, and walked out."You weren't supposed to see that," she said, the she being my wife. "How long have you been here?" A couple of hours, and no, I wouldn't imagine that I was supposed to see that—or hear—you know, how little you think of me as a man. How long," I said."It doesn't.