Every cell thrumming with excitement, I relived each magical moment, fingers buried deep in my tender, dripping pussy, thumb rubbing my throbbing clit...ris. I came over and over, yet still ached with need. Barely understanding what had happened to me, what had possessed me, yet somehow knowing things would never be the same again.This morning on the early train, tired from my sleepless night, her black box had again taken me by surprise. “Sticky fingers? Troubled, twisting sleep filled with. Somehow there was a vast difference between lapping his wife’s vagina free of copious fluids, both male and female, and getting up close and personal with a large, nasty, drippy cock to the sadistic grin of an aggressive bull. “Servicing a bull is a line I will not cross,” Jeff shouted within his thoughts. At the same time, he had a nagging fear about whether if push came to shove, that he could maintain that boundary if both Audrey and a strong-willed lover backed him into an emotional. Wanting more I leaned over loosening my seatbelt and took his big stiff cock into my mouth. Rolling my tongue around the tip. Tasting him before pushing further taking him deep into my throat. I know he loves the sound of my gagging. Starting to choke on his cock before coming up for air. His cock jumping in excitement I stroke him firmly before swallowing him again. His hand this time holding my head down as I feel him shoot jet after jet of his tasty cum right down my throat. With a load moan. I had never seen a cut cock up close before and as I stood between his legs I started playing with it. Tom leaned back on his elbows and watched me play with his cock. I leaned over and licked the head, savoring the taste and feel as it passed my lips. His cock felt so warm inside my mouth, a very different feel then I had imagined it would be, almost velvety soft and hard at the same time. I let my tongue lick all around the head, I sucked just the head into my mouth, enjoying my first cock.