Stephen felt like he could now relax. He'd been counting off the various parts of his body like a checklist that she'd already been over. The worst ha... now been done and he no longer had to anticipate her touching his cock again.When he looked to make eye contact with her she was still on her knees in front of him. At first she was staring at his cock, but eventually she looked up to meet his gaze. Then she looked back at his hard cock. He could almost feel the coolness as she exhaled several. His nipples pressed against his silk shirt as if trying to escape. They begged for attention, for my fingers or even my lips. The soft material of his slacks, already stretched tight at the zipper, showed the beginnings of a wet spot. ‘Oh, honey, yes,’ I whispered, losing myself in his fantasy. ‘Our baby nursing at your breast, sucking hard to get your milk, lying in your arms as he sleeps . . .’ He turned and looked out the window as if thinking. I didn’t wait long before he continued. ‘No,. “Yeah, ride me.” He gave her butt a soft slap. “Make that ass bounce for me.” She usually didn’t like this position, as whoever she was riding usually slipped free at just the wrong moment. That wasn’t a problem with Will’s big cock. She bounced atop him with abandon, her garter straps tickling his skin as they dangled, swinging to and fro. He cupped her buttocks in his strong hands and squeezed, pushing on every upstroke. Leaving one hand planted firmly on her foot, she brought the other. A plump whore named Wanda-Wanda pointed to my right, “Katie Bly.”I slammed the door open and saw a fat man with his hands around Katie’s neck. She was purple-faced and was frantically trying to claw his fingers open.He was naked from the waist up and flushed with excitement. He was just turning to see who had burst in the room when I reached between his legs from behind and grabbed him by the balls.Some big men aren’t all that strong. I am. And I squeezed him as a quiet rage coursed through me..