On your knees. Tongue out. Lick the base. Oh, these modern plastics are so much better than that old armoire with all its chiselled and sculpted woode... cocks. This is far more flexible than having to mount all those special seats and perches, just pop it in your bag, carry it everywhere, and any old smooth surface and wet tongue will suffice. Though I do bet you miss pressing your swollen man-muscle into all those yummy cracks and slits, little Prince, and it was such a scrummy sight watching. I'm into anal too, surprise!I enjoyed my first brief conversation with Doug and we had a good talk at lunch. I got a good look at his but then and knew I wanted to caress that!So after a day or so, Doug finally asks me out. I had the shuffle my appointments a bit. Pam was able to "fill" my Friday afternoon with her very lovely tongue in my pussy. She really got me warmed up for my date with Doug.I tried to dress as sexy as I could and still be seen in public. It had the desired effect on Doug. I could hear her slurpingand occasionally choking as the men stuffed their hardcocks down her throat. Meanwhile my own hardness hadbuilt to uncomfortable proportions and so I shuffledaround slightly to move my cock into a more comfortableposition.“What did I say about not moving?” barked the guy, hisstiff 8 inch cock walking towards me. In the backgroundone of the other men was impaling Kate’s throat withhis thick monster as she drooled everywhere.“I told you not to move. I was wearing a lovely and very naughty push-up Bendon with see-thru cups and my nipples were there for all to see – plain as day and waiting to be kissed, or – I ‘d never done it but I would love to have a man pump his hot thick sperm over them. ALL OVER THEM! Then I’d make him help me lick it all up … mmmm! It wasn’t helping that the sun was burning through the skimpy material of the bra and setting my big dark nipples on fire! They were sticking up like young oak trees!! And I had to touch ….