There I was a married man chatting to some young TV who I hadn’t seen, telling her what I would like to do to her. One photo she had mailed me was a... upskirt shot, I told her what I would do if I were with her. I described how I would have put my head up between her thighs and moved her panties aside, and licked the crack between her buns finding her boy pussy with my tongue. I would then pull her panties down, turn her round and devour her clit in one…. My computer screen was red hot, my cock. Mrs. Benmore grinned broadly and beckoned him on in. Justin followed her to the kitchen where she indicated a stool by the breakfast bar.A cigarette smoked away in a glass ashtray. On the counter was a half empty bottle of black rum and a glass. Taking the stool opposite Justin, Mrs. Benmore asked him if he'd like a drink."Just a beer," Justin replied warily."I don't think I have any in the fridge," she told him, pondering, "would you like to try a little rum and coke?"Justin was nervous about. His dick throbbed, and she kept on swallowing. Finally, his orgasm was ending, and she did her final suck, and pulled her mouth off of his dick. The whole length of his dick was shiny and wet.“That was amazing,” he said. I nodded. I had never seen him ejaculate before, and I felt a little dizzy and strange. But I knew exactly the feeling he was talking about.“I liked that too,” said Kayla. “Can I come over again?”He nodded from the bed. “Come over any time. Can I get your number?”She. Early evening at the latest...”Francis swallowed as she led him to the chair.“Now, have a seat and make sure to get that slutty hole of yours right on top of the cock! You don’t want this thing jamming you in the tailbone.”“Yes, Mistress.”He turned around and sat down carefully. The latex of his suit meshed with the plush leather noisily, the leather rippling as his weight lowered onto it. His well trained sphincter parted for the slick, rubbery dildo. He let out a low moan as he settled into.