I really wanted to jack off, but I did have this job interview. When I finished dressing I went into the kitchen to say goodbye. Linda, my wife, and h...r mother were sitting at the kitchen table. Linda, with no clue of what just took place, and Stella with a lot of color in her face, looking some what flushed and overheated. I said my goodbyes and left. I do not remember much about the trip to the interview or even the interview, but I must have been all right, I got the job. The four of us had. ComI am the Viking Gladiator, the warrior poet, the erotic palmist,And I convey this message to you indeed without delay:We all think about it with extreme pleasure.We all contemplate on it with utter delight.Nobody is exempt from dreaming of hard bondage,Nor excused from the desires of erotic goth sex.I call her an exquisite bitch without further ado,And inform her what a lovely tramp she really is:For she needs a mammoth cock slammed in her throat,Chained to the wall maybe till her wrists. "What do you think of these stockings?" I ask conversationally, lifting my skirt and doing a twirl so you can see that I'm wearing fully fashioned seamed stockings, held up by a retro-style six-strap suspender belt. Your hand hasn't stopped wanking the whole time and your cock seems to get bigger and harder by the minute, especially as you see that I'm not wearing panties either! I walk towards you, my skirt drops to the floor and, pulling my cunt lips apart I impale myself on your big cock.. Di was hot and too ready. Lifting her slightly I pulled off her jumper to reveal a lacy white bra holding her little pert breast together. Even my own excitement now as Percy pushed against the zipper in my trousers. “gee this girl is going to cum before I have undressed her” I thought. I suddenly felt her free hands playing and undoing my belt and eager to get her hands on my manhood. I rolled her with me onto my back, di straddling me and rubbing herself against me. She pinned my shoulder to.