What's do you mean what's it like? It's like everything silly.It's the best thing in the world to have a cock spew out a gallon ofcum in your mouth. D... you really want to feel that Roxy? Do you reallywant to feel Jerry's hard sweet cock empty his full round balls of allhis sweet steamy cum into you willing whore mouth? Oh sweetie, then doit Roxy. Slide down under the table and take it in sweetie. Forgetabout what I said about slow and easy, girlfriend. Suck his cock Roxy.Its what he wants. It wasn’t your job to ask why did the sun rose every morning ... For world peace, whatever that is? Yes, yes, of course. There will be no war, but in the struggle for peace not a stone will be left standing, as our Russian friends used to say ... Or was it all in the great name of Capitalism? God forbid. Christendom? God forbid again ... So it was all for England, then? There was a time, of course there was. But whose England? Which England? England all alone, a citizen of nowhere? I’m a. That was Friday and I did not see Chris or Rebecca until Monday morning. By that time I was beginning to wonder whether I had imagined it but my doubt was dispelled when Chris and I were eating breakfast and Rebecca, again behind her husband’s back, sat up on the breakfast bar, ostensibly trying to thread a needle, and slowly spread her legs, finally giving me a clear view of her pussy lips surrounded by that strawberry blonde pubic hair. She sat that way for only a couple of minutes, opening. Finally the vibrations stopped and her body collapsed. Through the haze she vaguely remembers smiling up at him and saying, "Thank You, Master." She must have passed out from exhaustion, for the next thing she remembered was waking in bed, with her head resting against his chest, all of her bonds removed. He had undressed and was softly playing with her hair while watching her sleep. He smiled at her and hugged her closely against his body. As he hugged her, she became aware of his hard cock.