With my hands down at my crotch, my upper arms pushed my boobs together, stimulating them deeply and continuously. Bob stroked them with a light Sorce...er's Grip and occasionally put pressure on my steel-hard areolae and nipples, causing major heat down to my navel and up to my head.I rotated my knees outwards and found I could bend my legs behind his hips. As he stroked in, I pulled him in firmly with them, reluctantly letting him back out again.The pressure built slowly upwards towards some as. “Close enough!”Afterwards, Brewster excitedly told me we needed to push the Bronze Star and heroism as campaign hot buttons. I shut him down in no uncertain terms! “Brew, this is not a winner for us,” I told him.“The Republican Party always looks good on defense and national security. This plays to that,” he replied.We were outside in the parking lot at that point, so I just leaned up against the car. I shook my head. “Listen, I don’t know why Andy decided to pick the fight, but he screwed up.. "Really, wow thanks." And with a bolt of energy Maury ran up the hill to Madame Cleo's. I of course followed at a slower pace right behind. Madame Cleo's was a huge tent with ten mirrors lined up in ascending size located inside. Above each mirror was a number from one to ten. The speakers in the tent kept playing "Thank Heaven For Little Girls" from Gigi over and over again. At the entrance was an olive skinned middle aged woman who's clothes and heavy accent revealed her to be some sort. Pathetically...my first reaction was shit, I'm not going to get to taste his cum.He declared, "I'm going to fuck your mouth, cocksucker."Excited he still planned to finish, I moaned on his cock."Such an eager married white cocksucker," he smirked, as he began fucking my mouth.It wasn't rough, and he didn't try to gag me with all ten inches, but it was a lot more intense than when I was controlling the sucking.I focused on not gagging and breathing through my nose, just like my wife had.