Softly, gently, she said, “I’m sorry, baby; I went too far. I know you don’t want to hear about other men I’ve been with, even if it was way b...ck in the past.” “In all fairness, I did ask.” “Still… and just so you know, Ty never made me do anything too kinky. It was more a case of time and place than it was of what we were doing. Public places, places where we could get caught, things where people around us might or might not know what we were doing. Stuff like that, not gross, disgusting. .seconds later there was a tap at the door so i opened it and he shuffled past wearing a mid length green jacket and grey trowsers quite rough looking not dirty but a smoker drinker toilet wanking type ;)...i locked the door and turned round and showed my proud circumsized cock dripping with pre cum instantly he pulled down his trousers and pants and showed me his hard uncircumsized cock protruding out a bush of black hair he moved towards me and held my cock as he moved his face towards me i. ..” “Hello Martin, what can I do for you?” Suzie asked the short, rounded slightly balding man, who seemed to be of far eastern descent. “For one thing,” he replied in a superior tone and standing up, “you do not address me, you go through that door, strip off your clothes and await my pleasure. You are here to be used, not pleasured.” Ambrose kept a hefty sofa in a back office, originally for late nights etc. Suzie was soon naked, kneeling in front of the sofa, with three inches of martin's. But none of it mattered as his tongue found mind and they danced in our mouths. His hands running up and down my torso beneath my shirt, as my arms locked around his body and hugged him closer to me. I could feel his cock stiffening beneath the thin fabric of his basketball shorts. My heart raced. In a second both of us were without shirts and I was grinding my hips against his, my wet cunt rubbing against his growing bulge. His hand snaked down the front of my pants and he pulled aside the.