"She giggled, shaking her head. "Cletus, I'm not going to do anything of the sort. I don't do anything like that -- and you can't make me." I won't tr...," I told her. "You'll want it -- I don't force my women. I guess I should ask, though -- do you like girls? Despite evidence to the contrary? I have a contingency plan for that, too..." You're a piece of work -- you know that?" I've heard rumors -- you didn't answer my question." I'm not into anything or anybody right now," she replied. "Least. The tongue was removed and replaced by another. Wait it wasn't a tongue. It was a cock.Before I could protest, the paddle came down heavily on my bottom. I tried to yell out and almost swallowed it. As I felt the next blow to my backside I knew it was a warning not to stop sucking. The more I sucked, the lighter the paddle fell. When the smallish cock finally erupted in my mouth I heard a cheer from the crowd. The cock soon vanished from my mouth. The paddle crashed down again and as I opened. "All right," Alice yawned. "Maybe I'll go back to sleep for a while."The minute Roy stepped into the bathroom; Alice reached for her cell phone. "I need U now!" she texted. Alice was 36 years old and still a very attractive woman. Roy didn't seem to appreciate her sexually any more. It wasn't that he didn't love her or didn't find her attractive. He was in his early 50s and he basically took her for granted. She was a great trophy wife and he made enough money where she didn't have to work. He. She continued with that for an indeterminate period of time. As I was approaching orgasm, she backed off on the stimulation. She didn’t stop entirely — she starting kissing my ears and neck while she played with my balls. She left the bed momentarily and returned with a warm cloth to clean my cock. Then she began stroking it dry, I guess to firm it up. When it was fully hard again, she kissed the head and retracted my foreskin. She leaned over and engulfed me in her warm, wet mouth. She.