Is that okay, Mr. Rubin?’ Mr. Rubin nodded, still mesmerized. Maureen took the initiative and led Mr. Rubin across the pool deck. As they entered th... footpath to his bungalow, Maureen pulled his arm close, hugging Mr. Rubin’s bicep to her boobs as they promenaded down the evening yard-lit pathway. When they arrived, Maureen stood attentively in the middle as Mr. Rubin explored the suite. It was a typical TWA accommodation for Guest Coaches: a large bed, the expected special furniture and. I leaned towards the one on my left and opened my mouth. The owner sank his bell end into my gaping mouth nearly choking me with its size. I ran my tongue around its head and could taste his salty pre cum. I began sucking him as he slowly fucked my mouth, the he suddenly withdrew and the other cock was tapping on my cheek. I turned to face it and found it pressed to my mouth. This one was bigger than the last one and I had to open my mouth much wider to accommodate its massive head. . . mumble, mumble, mumble..." Good enough for the goon and he rolled right back over to sleep.The pipe wasn't quite as easy to manipulate. It was relatively new and didn't have many awkward solder joints anywhere a weakness might be exploited. Then I came to near the end where a valve had been rather jury-rigged into the pipe right before it entered the wall to the furnace room. This I could exploit. It took a lot of time to force a pressure stream of oil into the right spot to weaken the joint,. I can't help but think that maybe, if I'm lucky, I will get to watch her enjoy herself with another man. It's been weeks since she's gone out and she must be craving the touch of a cock deep inside of her. I have a feeling of my own, deep down, that if she will allow me to masturbate I will and will come big just for her. As we leave the house I'm wearing a pair of tennis shoes. No socks. My collar and leash. I have extra large nipples for a male (thanks to myself enlargement afew years ago).