Office on a Saturday afternoon? Yes, he was working in a new project. There we went, talking about a lot of things but avoiding any reference to what ...ould happen there.As soon as we entered into his office, as suspected there was nobody working there, George took me in his arms and gave me my first contact with another mans tongue. Really I felt in heaven. Slowly he unzipped my jeans and went to his knees to give me a wonderful (no way to compare for me, but it felt great)blow job. What. I said nothing. I stood, simply looking at her, waiting to see what path her protest would take.Something about my demeanour seemed to anger her further. She looked around herself, furiously, and then grabbed the wooden chair that stood beside her bed. She hurled it at the bars of the cell. It splintered into pieces and fell to the floor. Nicola looked at it in silent shock, astonished by the violence of her action.Her surprise at the sound and sight of the breaking chair seemed to defuse her. Barbara’s a cum slut and wanted all his cum., so she took his big luscious cock away from me.When his balls finally exploded, Vince cummed hard and long. Once he was spent and he sat up on the couch Barbara reached for a towel to wipe him off. Saying, "Wait, let me do that,” I took the towel away from her and kissed her instead. I could taste his cum in her mouth. That was amazing, I don't know why but I love the taste of another man’s cum in my wife's lovely mouth. I like sloppy seconds too,. I have some cleanser here will get any glue off afterwards. Hopefully" "Right, okay. Get me the grog then" We went back downstairs and I poured her a Wild Turkey, then one for myself. She slugged "Okay time to be brave" she giggled, "this is more brave , for me, than any pain" and with that she took the halter down, to her waist. Oh jesus they were huge, magnificent ORBS OF SPLENDOUR, as firm as little basketballs, and still partly concealed by black gaffer tape. "Wow" I breathed"You're not.