His hips began to thrust in motion with my head.Gradually, he began to pick up the pace, thrusting harder and faster. I wailed in ecstasy around his c...ck, and drool dribbled from my mouth. My eyes flicked up to his, and I saw him stare down at me. His gaze electrified my body. He was horny, he was enjoying himself, and he was using me. He grunted with each thrust, fucking my face with urgency and intent. As slurping sounds filled the room, my mind turned to a delirious, submissive mush. As our. But I am just going to sleep, and I wanted to saygoodnight. I'm sorry if I called too late. Would you rather I not callbaby?" No! No!" I quickly answered. "I'm glad you called. What have youbeen doing?" We went out to dinner, had a few drinks, and then came back to thehotel." We?" Yeah. My boss and I." Oh. How has the conference been?" The conference doesn't start until tomorrow. How about you? How wasyour day?" she asked, as if she was attempting to change the subject."It was okay," I. "Hey, Shari wants to play. If you like, you can watch us. You don't have to do anything you don't want to."Mitzi smiled. That seemed to reassure her."I want to look at Shari," she confided in me. "I did you, and it wasn't bad. Maybe I should try Shari." She'd love it," I told her.It's strange, but the thought of not having real sex with Mitzi was fine. In fact, it was kind of sexy, thinking of feeling her up and maybe going down on her, but not going all the way.But, if she wanted to, I. Let me fetch you a beer and then let’s talk the night away.’ We swapped a couple more emails and settled on a date at a ‘Sweet Tomatoes’ half way between us. Her story went — college educated, never worked a regular job, lots of volunteering, lots of interests, married for fifteen years, no-kids, ran household and entertained for big wheel husband until he cleaned out all the accounts and split with an eighteen-year old. Still Linda Leigh Linton had a good attitude – as she put it, ‘no food,.