And before you ask, I don’t know for sure who my boss is. He’s known as the Shadow Manto us, and possibly other names to others. He tries to keep ...he left hand from knowing what the right hand is doing, to quote a Biblical phrase.’ That struck me, and set more gears in motion in my head. I realized that I had just heard something very, very important. But I continued with my line of questioning as I said as if musing: ‘So he could be standing next to you, and you’d never know who he is.’ ‘Yeah,. Tom starts to sweat and for once seems to feel awkward for not being the one in control of the situation and is made to be his daughter's cuckold bitch as he has to sit there and watch. Soon He can’t help but begin to get hard himself as he watches the delicious young tart guzzle suck on the old mans bulbousy purple cock head while he groans and breaths heavy with his underwear around his knees and his dirty taco sauce stained ranger shirt pulled up over his big hairy belly. “Awe fuck Tom! I. It felt so good! First, both of her hands caressed my erection, moving up and down and twisting lightly around, spreading the Astroglide over the entire shaft. Then she moved one hand down to caress my balls, spreading the liquid across my nut sack as her other hand continued to work my cock.I looked at her face. She was staring at her hands moving up and down my erection, and gently fondling my balls. She was breathing in short little pants, and her nipples looked hard enough to cut glass.. As she took my face in her hands and kissed me again, I raised her gown, and grasping the firm but plump mounds of her arse, pulled her tight against my already hard cock. How she managed it I never knew, but my trousers were suddenly round my ankles and she was tugging away at my underwear, forcing it down to join my trousers. Then, with my prick poking straight up in the air, Mrs. Bentley managed to put a small distance between us and removed the remainder of her clothing. Stark naked, she.