? Oh, you look so sexy.? I think we will be able to get some greattraining done today.? Now, I want you toget down on your knees and crawl over to me,...push back my chair, undo my pantsand take out the cock that you so desperately need to pay homage to.? Do it slow and sexy so I know you really needto have it deep in your throat."? Jean was startledby the bluntness, but she could not deny the need to feel and suck Mike's oh sosuperior cock.? Following the letter ofhis commands, she was soon. ”Your wife looked at me with those delicious eyes of hers radiating dark sinfulness. I led her down the street, enjoying the way every guy we passed ogled her. You’d have enjoyed it too, Cuck, if you’d been there. I know you would. Seeing the little lady molested by the look in men’s eyes. There were other provocatively dressed women out, most of them younger than your wife, but she attracted by far the most attention. You’re a lucky man. Thanks for sharing.I’d chosen a rougher part of town. 141 was split into multi-lets and it became home to dockers and factory workers and even spent a decade bordered up… becoming shelter to delinquents, vagrants and prostitutes who soon used it as their base to ply their sordid trade.Ah… sex. The downfall of so many. And so began 141’s final chapter.Nine years ago 141 came under it’s final owner… Mr and Mrs Stamp - a couple of notorious repute. The king and Queen of the swinging scene. 141 became known as The Townhouse. A den for infamous sex. Grabbing my waist and pushing me against the wall, "Sorry," her lips touched my neck,"wasn't too easy to sneak away." As she sucked on my neck I reached my hand up her tank top and began fondling her breasts. She let out a slight moan as I slipped her bra up and watched her tits flop out. Her nipples were already hard and I bent down to flick them with my tongue. I caressed her waist while swirling my tongue around her areola. She moaned and pressed my head against her breast and I sucked on.