Once finished, Jake flushed the urinal and zipped up his pants. As he turned toward the sink, he noticed the waiter, Dylan, was standing in the doorwa.... “Your wife sent me.” Dylan said with a smile, walking toward Jake. “She asked me to let you suck my dick and I told her I’d be happy to.”“Excuse me?” Jake asked in disbelief.“She said she thinks you want to try giving a blowjob.”Jake’s heart was racing. “I mean... I do. But that’s a secret. I’ve never told her about that.”Dylan smiled. “Maybe. The shattered remains of the Venti-class ship itself was covered under an inflatable Quonset-hut-style structure for further analysis, being the closest that anyone in the Confederacy had come to actually inspecting such a craft.It was now well after midnight by the Earth hours that the colony kept. The exhausted defenders were gathering their kit and returning to either Camp Shackleton or Base Scott, and Samantha's tiny armoured force of six massive Rommels were rumbling their way back to the. And he remembered his wife had done that.Then came the noises of orgasm as Jack pulled to a stop at another red light. Sally ohhhhed her way through hers, and Bob groaned his release into Sally. She could feel the throb of his cock inside her and his cum spilling into her. She pushed against him to take all of him into her. The light turned green. Jack could hear the faint sound of applause as he pulled away into the intersection. Okay, show’s over, Jack thought. His cock throbbed in its. As he lifted his hand off I waited for the next slap I was again looking at his large cock of which the cut end was now "accidently" on display pocking out of his shorts leg in all its erect glory, I can remember feeling ashamed that I wanted so much to touch it.When the third slap landed it was either softer or I had become used to the pleasant pain and when his hand was at rest it moved below me, and for an instant he cupped my balls, then he slowly withdrew his hand his finger tips brushed.