It was all I could do to not cum instantly. With her hands on my hips, Mistress slowly pulled me into her mouth. I looked down and watched as my cock ...isappeared between her lips. It was one continuous motion, even as I felt the head of my cock slip into her throat, she didn’t stop until her nose was pushed hard against my body. I could feel what I assumed must have been a swallowing action as my cock head seemed to be being massaged. Pulling back a little, she used my hips to guide the motion. It took her some time to get to her feet but when she did she saw Max heading straight toward her with the mower, having spun around after getting enough distance for a run up. She screamed again but quickly covered her mouth.Max turned off the mower blades just before he rolled over her toes. Tears ran down her face as she stared at her father in fear. He turned off the engine entirely and stepped down. He patted her on the head. “Good girl.” He congratulated her for being able to keep quiet. My strokes began to quicken in pace and harden in strength and I knew he was going to cum. As he was about to explode, a soft voice asked if we needed a re-fill on our drinks. My eyes quickly focused on the buxom flight attendant who now stood at our seats watching as I stroked my hubby’s dick under the blanket. Her face was flush and her chest was heaving with each breath. I told her that I was fine but he would need a re-fill in about one minute and asked her to wait until he was ready. The. " Its what I do," I agreed, adding quickly, "fuck women that is to say."She laughed, "I thought so. Do you give them babies too?" When I can," I agreed, "I always try to do that, even if the woman is not expecting it. I'm terrible like that." Well I want a baby and my husband is not going to be the father," she said, "he's too much of a wimp and I want good quality sperm. I'll see if yours is good enough." Its good enough for all the others," I boasted, nineteen so far. Fifteen girls and four.