I hated her at that moment for what she was doing."You're the dirtiest boy" she said."No, I'm not, I'm a good boy. I prayed today, what are you doing?... it was at that point that shit grabbed my dick."You have an erection, only dirty boys get horny from this." And then she did it. She took off my shirt and started rubbing the washcloth all over my body as hard as she could. I could feel my skin becoming raw and my cock starting to hurt from throbbing. I wasn't supposed to feel like that."I'll. I even told him that I would bring a blanket, which I would be under so that he didn't have to worry about looking at or acknowledging me, and instead he could just ignore me (in a sense) while I sucked him and then when he was ready to cum, he could let me know. I had even offered to let him use my throat as a self-flushing urinal, if it was something he was interested in and if it was something I could actually do. He loved it all and mentioned that he liked the idea of just having something. ”He held out his hand and she let him take her slender fingers in his and a moment later her eyes widened appreciably as he raised her hand and kissed it gently.“A bit of atmosphere to go with your visit, my Lady Wendy.”“Do tell,’ she sighed, “and thank you Lord Stuart, you have been a gracious host.”“Allow me to escort you to your chambers?”“Please do,” she giggled, vaguely amused by his mocking tone, “have your wicked way with me.”Stuart chuckled as he led her across the hall. Wendy looked. Another round of lightning coursed through my body as she closed her lips around the head. Without any warning, she took all of my six and a half inches into her mouth and partway into her throat. She swallowed a couple of times causing her throat muscles to constrict around the head and then retreated until my rod popped out of her mouth."You're about the same length as your dad," she said lustily. "But you are a helluva lot thicker than him." Again, she wrapped her lips around my cock head.