If id have charged all of them i could have retired.mrs fielding stroking my cock and asks why im not a porn star---like who was it john holmes?never...got the connections or knew how to get into porn movies or i would have.anyway i do alright as a handyman--------------------------pussy ,food,drink,payment---as long as the husbands doesnt find out.anyway it saves them a job.the wifes will leave them alone for awhile after ive been through them.so we strip off --right there in the lounge.mrs. She had already done twenty or so men, and you could see from her expression that she was feeling full and having second thoughts about the whole thing, but she knew it wouldn't have been fair for the rest of the men to stop now. I had to wonder how many were still left.After thirty or so men Barbara was not smiling anymore, and she had to really concentrate to force herself to swallow their spunk. When the thirty-seventh man came she almost gagged, and she had to slosh the last spurts in her. . maybe he was just nervous his wife would hear? But surely he knew anything that happened that night would stay between us. I really didn't know what his reasoning was, but I decided to test him and see what he'd do alone with her. With his face still inches from her open pussy, I told him "the excitement is messing with my stomach a bit... I'm going to the bathroom, you go ahead and continue taking pictures", as I walked toward the bathroom and closed the door. I quickly looked into the. This was? She was beautiful. Her hair was combed into finely woven curtains of silky smooth? what? Crimson, maybe? Black cherry? There was a hint of color in her hair but it was hard to discern it at first. Like a sparkle you only catch on a second glance, but it was there, and it was as gorgeous as the rest of her. A strained expression of surprise was painted across her face, as though she’d just discovered that the cat that had wrecked her fine china was actually a magical beast, or some.