..!", and kneeling between my legs pushed me back saying " just lie back and enjoy the ride..." cupping my balls gently andgrabbed my shaft firmly, sl...wly rubbing the foreskin up and down, squeezing more blood into myalready firm bell-end... She seemed to be enjoying the sensation of having a big stiff youngcock to play with... Then she licked it and sucked it deep into her mouth...One finger moved to below my balls close to my arsehole - I gasped, she smiled and said "do you like that?". I. It depends what mood they're in. I fit myself to them. I try my best to be whatever they need me to be. By being there for them, I attain satisfaction, completion. I'm like a lock without a key until I see them, until they fit their key into me.There's no conversation tonight. No wine. No. Instead, they direct me to the basement where they have their equipment. I know what I'm to do. I kneel in my spot and wait for them. It's not long before I hear the clack of Her heels on the stairs followed. Right about on time, pretty much just as he had predicted.God, she was still breathtakingly beautiful, he thought! The last six years had been very kind to her indeed. It probably didn't hurt that she could afford to wear the most exclusive fashions and received frequent pampering and maintenance at the most exclusive spas and salons. David had granted these little luxuries freely when she lived with him, and as many other treats as his executive mid six-figured salary would allow, but it was. Lock it behind you, I am waiting”I am not sure where your hubby is, if he will watch, join in, or be gone. I enter your home and there you are, a glass of wine in your hand and nothing on but a pretty bra and matching panties. “Marcy, you are stunning”, I say. I come over to kiss you, your hand goes to your back and the bra comes undone and your breasts are free to cup in my hand as we kiss. I feel the weight of your heavy and ample breasts in each hand, your nipples stiffening at my touch.I.