" He said."Yeah but even so, they don't cool very well if left out like that." She said and sniffed at the lunch meat to check if it was still good. ...atisfied it was, she put it and the rest of the contents away in the refrigerator. "You want a hard lemonade or a wine cooler?" she asked."Hard lemonade please. I'm going to plug the racer in to top off the batteries." Okay. One cooler coming up and thanks." She said.Ben uncoiled the electric cord from its storage bin on the Puma and plugged. I was hopelessly bound and completely at her mercy.“Now I think I will go get myself fixed up a bit,” she said and disappeared into the bathroom.When she emerged she had made herself up by putting on thick make up, lipstick, eye shadow. Her eyelashes were thick with mascara and she reeked of perfume. She was wearing a black bra and matching panties that her fat tummy hung over partially obscuring the panties. In short she looked like a fat nasty prostitute. This, of course, made my dick. While there wasn't a porn flick to watch in the pool area, there was action all around us (with guys sucking and stroking and couples fucking) that rivaled the heat of any movie and it wasn't but a few minutes until the guy grabbed my head with both hands and fucked my mouth until he came. Luckily for me, when he got up another dude slipped right into position and gave me another delicious cock to suck. Unlike his predecessor this guy wasn't in a hurry to cum so I got to enjoy nursing on his. Scunthorpe crooned. "I'm not going to let you cum until you show some attitude adjustment...but doesn't this feel good?"?Her long French nails teased my bulging penis and soon I was on the verge of cumming.?Then, Ms. Scunthorpe went back in the living room and got the Flagrum.?"No, no please..." I begged. "Not my cock!"?"Well, go limp then, honey." Ms. Scunthorpe said soothingly. "I'll give you thirty seconds..."?But of course I couldn't...and she kept stroking my cock a bit, until I was even.