When he looked in my eyes again, the worship was still there. I thought it would be filled with lust or desire, but his eyes revealed something like a...oration or gratefulness.I wasn’t used to that kind of treatment. Most of my clients were not that considerate.At first, he just wanted to chat, not about his problems at home, but about me. He wanted to know about my work, if I loved my job, about my daughter and what gave me the most pleasure. I managed to get him to talk himself. He told me. She is an expert at it. She raises up her head off the cock and spits directly on it and plunges her mouth back the fake cock and take the entire length into her mouth. With the cock buried in her throat she looks up at Tom. She pulls it out of her mouth and I hear her say"Oh Tom you got such a big cock, I love it buried in my throat."I grab hold of her hair and pull her head back"Say it louder Cunt, Tell him what you want" Tom I want you to stick your cock in my mouth and slap my ass and fuck. I remember how this all started,, the first time i saw her naked.. she was about 48yo at the time and staying with us for a week. We lived in a different town at the time and she was visiting us..Jean always took a shower about 9AM every morning. I had a hole drilled in the floor next to the vanity in the bathroom.. it came up between a piece of molding around the vanity and gave me a great view of the shower..I waited till she went into the bathroom and quickly went to the basement.. stood on. Then the ground began to fall rapidly they were in a deep moon lit gully over arched by trees that seemed to crowd together shoulder to shoulder to block out even that feeble light at first all katherine could make out in the deep gloom were some kind of large grey mounds and several dark hulking rock formations and lithe furtive grey shapes flitting around in the rocks and caves of the hollow.Six massive, shaggy brutes with their wicked yellow eyes fixed on the radiant, fragrant interloper.