An Indian guy walked into the room.Garima greeted him and introduced him as the guy with the largest cock in India. He pulled out his 14-inch monster ...ock. He approached me and slid his humongous cock between my lips. He pushed it to the back of my throat. His cock moved past my tonsils as I resisted a gag reflex.My eyes instantly began to water profusely. My mouth spread open wide as my throat took the entirety of his manly meat. He pumped his hips as my throat slurped with complete surrender. A sharp twang of guilt accompanies the clenching and juicing of my snatch.I turn away, embarrassed that someone may have noticed me watching.Suddenly I’m feeling rather warm in the office-suite I’ve worn today.Having shed my jacket, I feel old Joneses gaze on my figure as I work around him. Then unexpectedly, he makes an offer. “I’m driving past your lane after work today Mrs Chiverton, can I drop you off at all?”This was uncharacteristically optimistic of Jonesy but I felt no reason to deflate. But damn. I tried counting sheep, all the usual. Finally, desperate, I kicked off my covers and decided to masturbate; that always seemed to make me sleepy. So I got out my phone and looked at pictures of my sister's friends at school, real sexy. I was soon hard and jerking my cock and then. Nothing. I must have just nodded off to sleep like that. It was a heavy sleep, a deep sleep with strange dreams but, thank god, I slept through till morning. I woke up to a strange sound. Sort of like. They looked into each other’s eyes and saw their own wonder and passion reflected there. He knelt between her knees and entered her. ‘Oh Honey, that feels so good,’ Ashley sighed. ‘Oh God, it feels good.’ Russell began stroking his cock. He went to his computer and tried pulling up one of the images he’d been excited by earlier but it just didn’t interest him. It was like an old piece of gum with all the flavor chewed out. He turned off the computer and thought of Bill, of all they’d shared.