There was a king-size placed almost central to the room, a three-seater sofa, and two armchairs of very different design to each other. Given the abse...ce of any other furniture and the size of the room itself, it still felt cavernous. “In pieces until a few days ago. We replaced ours. We'll probably sell it, although I haven't advertised anywhere yet. Oh”. He walked to the bed and peeled away some of the dark blue bedding to reveal some kind of black sheeting. “It's not plastic but it is. I realized that he just wanted his hands on my body.As he leaned over me his robe fell open. I looked down and could see his penis. It was clearly erect.I looked away but then looked again. He saw that I was looking and leaned down and whispered into my ear "do you like what you see?". I didn't answer. But I didn't get up and run out of his place. He knew he had me. I felt his hand slip under my belt and the tips of his fingers brush into my pubic hair. But my jeans were tight and he couldn't. I did not wear a bra and put on a semi see through white button up blouse which fitted tightly to my body. I completed my outfit by putting on hooker knee high boots which came up to just above my knees. Looking at myself in the mirror I definitely looked like a prostitute on the street corners but didn't care as I was ready to have fun with my man. I quickly put on some perfume and then made my way downstairs to the living room, where I found Victor sipping a glass of whisky.My hubby looked at. Billy was moaning as I began sucking his dick, and inside my shorts I felt my own cock rising up to attention in my briefs. "Ohhh... Uhhh!... Yeah, Atta boy. Just like that... Uhhh!... I think you're gonna make me cum..." Billy moaned loudly and soon his cock spewed out many spurts of his semen down my throat. "Oohhhh! Oohhhh! Ohhh! Uuuhhh!!! Uhhh! Uuhhhh!... Uhhh!... Ohh yeah... Uhhh..." He pulled his cock out of my mouth and my lips became wet with more of his oozing semen. Then I watched his.