I'd seen his undies before. I'd seen him in his undies. I'd never seen him hard in his undies before. I gulped. My eyes were riveted to the thick-look...ng tent. I could make out the head, the ridge, the shaft and his balls. All of it. “So, do you think I'm hot?” I did the only thing I could do. I nodded. “Yes. I think you're fucking amazing.” “Do you … Do you want to?” My gaze left his cock and met his blues. I closed my eyes, shook my head. “Huey, you're drunk. You don't … You've never ...”. I don't know what to watch for." Makes sense. Sara has a combination of mental problems coupled with a drug dependency. I think her biggest problem was and is her ex-husband. He's an uptight, self-righteous asshole with a lot of money. He constantly harangued Sara, made her feel incompetent, less than worthless, and slowly shattered any self-confidence she ever had. Shortly before she became pregnant with little Donna, that's her daughter, Sara experienced her first panic attack. That's when. My cock flipped up and hit her in the face. She smiled then engulfed the whole thing into her mouth. With one swoop she had my whole cock deep in her throat. Holy shit, that felt good. I felt like I could cum right then. Calm down, I told myself, I want this to last a long time.She looked so sexy, still topless, pregnant belly sticking out, sitting in my chair with my cock deep in her mouth. This is every man’s dream, to have a hot sexy woman sucking him. No matter what I did I couldn’t stop. Her pussy clamped onto his cock as she milked him as he pumped into her.’ Oh god’ he breathed ‘I’m cumming’ ‘Wait. I want you on my face!’ She cried. She pulled herself off him and turned to kneel facing him on the bed. He’d clamped his penis in his hand to prevent himself from cumming there and then but the sight of her upturned face and eager tongue protruding from her hungry mouth sent him over the edge. He wanked his cock hard and fast as he leaned over her and aimed at her face.He lost.