"Breath through your nose, bitch," she instructed. "Cause you ain't gonna get any air through your mouth with this rod crammed down your windpipe."I c...osed my eyes and concentrated on breathing through my nose as I felt her slide another inch into my crammed throat. On the verge of passing out, I opened my eyes to see my wife's tummy mere centimeters from my nose, nearly the entire length of the massive strapon buried in my face."Very good, cocksucker," Sarah praised, as she slowly withdrew the. ...very slowly. I watched her girly form gently rise and there was no mistake about it; her eyes were focused nowhere but straight ahead, right where my pantyhose-clad legs stood, run and all. Could it be true? Was she really admiring what she saw? The question had me aching on the inside, but did I want to know the answer? What would that mean? “Thanks mom”. She turned around and slowly walked out of the room, my gaze followed her backside and legs and as she shut the door I saw her turn and. "Yes," she said – with the right man, she added silently."You were right. I've been complacent. Comfortable. Too comfortable, it appears. Please cancel your date, and we'll..." No," Leah said. It was time to cut the string binding her to Paul Moore. She didn't love him. She'd never love him. She wanted more than he could give her. She wanted some excitement in her life, if not with Clint Wilson, then with another man."All right, I understand," Paul said. "I'll attend the dean's party alone,. He said that he will call me “Shakeela” (she is a vintage mallu porn actress). I said, okay. Even though he had a fatty cock, he was very soft and polite while talking.He placed his hands around my navel and asked me why I was interested in an old beggar like him. I replied that I like old ugly men.Since he was too slow, I took the initiative. I asked him to remove his lungi. The old beggar obeyed me and he was fully nude now. His thick cock was standing a pole.I placed my hand over his cock.