Usually, just the verbal threat was enough to change our attitude without delay.Then we moved much further south into the Chelsea area just above Gree...wich Village and we were surrounded by longshoremen and mass transportation workers raising their little broods with their only interest in cheap beer and the sports-line. We were sort of outsiders because my mom had no man domiciled in the apartment and she spoke with a high-class tone due to being raised in a convent by French sisters with very. Looking down at his wife seated in the computer chair, “Are you doing okay?”“I’m fine,” smiling up at her sun burnt husband as sweat poured off of him. It was unseasonably warm and her husband looked incredibly sexy.Katie stared at her husband wanting him more than ever. Her eyes fixated on his crotch as he walked towards her. She looked up at him and smiled as she remembered this was the same position she was in when she first tasted his cock. She didn’t care that he was dirty and sweaty; she. As I lifted my skirt a loud fart came from the next stall.I was shocked even Men were not that rude.I lowered my knickers and sat on the seat.As I peed I heard her do a No 2 she certainly needed to go.I finished wiped and replaced my knickers only to hear another fart.I came out of the stall and the lady at the sink remarked its quite noisyover there I hate it when I know I have been heard.The stall opened and Jane a colleague from Swallows the estate agentscame out. She was clearly embarrassed. My instincts were right and he pushes my head down on his cock the next time I go down, making me take him deep and I feel him hit the back of my throat. I start to gag but he strokes me to help calm me down and I try swallowing which always helps a little too. As I start to slide off his length I don't get to the end before he's pushing me back down and thrusting his hips up, forcing his shaft down my throat. After a few moments, he relents and I come off his cock but my eyes are watering and.