He hesitated, but withdrew his hand. I could see him growing stiff and pressing against his zipper. "Now, Abbey, listen. That is no way to-" "It's oka..., Mr. Wallace, I know you are married. How about you just drive, and I touch you?" I was already leaning over and unzipping his pants. I slid my fingers in, eased his hard cock out, and began to stroke it. "We can't, we shouldn't be..." he tried. I leaned in further and took him into my little slut mouth. I swirled my tongue around the head and. We went to the pub for a few drinks , i was starting to get abit nervous and so was Suzanne to be honest , after a few drinks i was a little drunk and had abit more courage and was up for it , The Black guy Called Devon text Suzanne and said he had arrived , he walked into the pub and shook my hand and gave Suzanne A kiss , we sat down and had a chat for a while ,it was getting quite late and Suzanne suggested we went upto the room , we all stood up and i stopped devon and told Suzanne we would. My wet, needy pussy. I rub the tip on my sensitive clit before moving to my hole. I slowly slide it in, a moan coming out of my mouth. The toy disappears into my pussy, just like a real cock. I picture Marius on top of me. His large hairy body on mine, lips on my neck as he plunges his cock into me. I know Marius likes it slow, then once the woman cums, he goes hard and deep, talking dirty, smacking her, even going in her ass. Marius loves ass. He loves them. He says how much he wants to eat my. ” “You’ll have to let me think about this,” I said after a long pause. The problem was mostly a question of trust. How did I know that he would follow through with his promise. And that the note would even matter. In the end, my curiosity won out over my concerns. “Ok, here's the deal,” I said, “If we do this, than I’m in control. I do it my way, got it?” I said to him, “And I’m going to get off too.” “Of course, I wouldn’t have it any other way,” he said with a wicked grin. There was an.