” With that, he started to move my hand up and down along the length of his cock. “My hand just looks so small on your cock. I can barely get my ...and around it.” I could feel his cock getting harder as I stroked it. Man, was I wet or what? “You are really good. This feels really good. It’s been such a long time….. “ “Karen, I know that this is a lot to ask…. I love being stroked, but it really has been a long time. Do you think that you could use your mouth to satisfy me? My wife hasn’t. The ebony colored shaft was a thing of beauty, perfectly formed, no curves, no bulging veins, glistening in natural skin luster. I sucked the head as I lovingly stroke the shaft worshipping a beautiful piece of human art. Before long I was mouth fucking it until it was sliding down my throat as if I was lubed up, his abundance of pre-cum helped a lot. He lasted longer than the other guy and my jaw started to get sore before I was surprised when I felt his first volume of cum hit the back of my. I had to put my shorts back on when we were in the boat and they were all wet, so he gave me a towel to sit on. As we drove back, I mentioned that I smelled like river water. He said I could take a shower at his house if I wanted, so that you wouldnt find out. I laughed at that because if he only knew&hellip,well, he does know about you now. I raised my Eyebrows at her, wondering what she meant by that. Yeah I told him all about us. With that I began to pump my dick into her a little more. I. It was a little dark in there, with dim lights placed at angles so as not to create a glare. It was simply furnished with a sofa, a dressing table and a small wardrobe. The floor was carpeted and in a corner there was what I can only call a changing corner. Two curtains were hung from a delicate frame at right angle to each other forming an L, high enough to cover a person of average height up to the neck. Shehla then turned to Zeenat and smiling nicely said:“I know you’re very pretty dear, and.