I ... I'm a married woman. I ... I ... think that ... that I could please you more than an older woman and a young child. It was hard to hide the desp...ration in her voice."Please let me help you. I ... I ... I think that I can ... can be nice to you. You will not need these people.By now, the other guards had brought in several large wooden chairs and formed a semi-circle in front of her husband. The Colonel sat in the middle; facing her husband. Pierre sat on the chair facing the one set up. Then came the evening, and very soon the night that I was anticipating.We were chatting naughty to make the mood and sending hot GIFs. The firing was done from both the sides making it noticeable that we both wanted ‘it’.So then we started getting direct and to the point. I told Shyama that I wanted her by my side, so close as to feel her breath on mine and she responded to it. I asked her if she would go down on me and she replied, “Yes, you made me wait for too long.”Dear readers, phone sex. "And how old are you?" Sixteen." Sixteen?" he said, sitting in an overstuffed chair and pouring a cup of tea as if we were just two old friends sharing lunch. Except, of course, that he didn't offer me a cup."Is that all?" He asked. "My word; I suspected you were young, but sixteen? I hadn't expected you to be quite that young? Who are you working for?" No one," I said."No one?" he asked. "I find that hard to believe. So no one else knows about me." No," I corrected him. "There are others who. His cock was about 6 long and had a peculiar, but slight, bend to the right. Dreading this I faced him and moved my mouth over his cock. It was obvious he had been sweating because his crotch smelled musky and his cock was very salty tasting. This was my first time with someone who was not in high school, much less 26 years my senior. It took me a bit but I soon overcame my thoughts and developed a rhythm as I sucked him. He was moaning that Sam was right I was good and he played with my hair..