There was no way one would ever accommodate, more than the first few inches in any normal mouth. I threw caution to the wind, and placed my mouth over...his cock-head, wondering if I would get a smack on the head. I was rather relieved, when I felt his hands encouragingly take hold of my head.After a minute of blowing him, he pulled the t-shirt I was wearing off me, before I resumed sucking. Bennie told me that he needed to piss, before we continued. Ignoring him, I continued sucking. A second. He hadn’t used any bad language, he had called her a woman before, and he even said oral sex, not blow job or mouth fucked, he hadn’t called her slut or bitch, or tramp or even whore. But the use of the word fucked brought me to my senses and I suddenly understood the magnitude of what was happening. I had let my wife go unattended to a room full of virtual strangers to do whatever they wanted to her, however they wanted. And I just sat in my room waiting. Surely this wasn’t sensible behaviour,. Paul would get the shock of his life when he realised it was Fiona, his employees mother, sandwiched between the two farmers with fingers in her pussy and arsehole sucking on a long cock. From where Alice worked itd take Paul a good ten to fifteen minutes to arrive in the lane, so I eagerly awaited 11:15pm. God this bitch sucks good cock, you werent lying were you Roger. Fuck I aint had my cock sucked like this for a long long time I went and pulled Fionas arms from her vest then pulled it down. A strange and wonderful thing occurred as Elizabeth leaned back with a sigh. Slowly, as if from a great sleep, the statue sighed in return. Elizabeth’s eyes flew open wide in fright, trapped in the grip of this haunted effigy. As she scrambled out, the statues own eyes opened, with great care, being the first time. Such trust and gentleness filled them, that Elizabeth stopped her flight, unafraid. When the statue’s face moved carefully into his first smile, there was such warmth and life in.