He dumped quite a load down my throat and Isucked him until he shrank up. Leaning back and wiping my lips I smiledat him. He shook his head and said "...y God Mike, Michelle, all theseyears I never knew. I wish I had of known you loved giving head. Youcould have sucked my dick anytime. I would have given you all you couldhandle as often as you wanted. You are fantastic. A man's dream girl.It's so much more enjoyable when the person blowing you is reallyenjoying what they are doing. The fact that. " That's so cool." How does she fly?"Then they noticed the British roundels and That started a whole new discussion. They were looking at an airplane that wasn't (according to the British) built in 1944 ... but looked as new as yesterday.Very few aircraft that were from that war ... even those that never saw combat ... survived. The smelters were fed airplanes that rolled off the assembly lines and were flown directly to the scrappers.The people were looking to forget and having a stack of. She ordered Susan to bend over the chair so her butt was pointing up in the air showing her twat in its entire splendor. I started to have a bulge. When the cane came down it made the sound of a thin whistle and rewarded Susan with a sound smack on her buttocks. She was not allowed to make a single groan and so she did, but large tears started to pour from her big eyes. There was a series of strong hits before the first violet signs started to show. I started to be impatient as my erection. He knew that if it was teased right, it could take over. I found I could enjoy many aspects of the situation.The draw of the 'secret' power I had over Suze was strong. I could stop things if I wanted. My voyeurism was being sated via John's videos. That night I got to actually see Suze in action at the bookstore and strip club was a bonus beyond the videos. Our sex life had improved, as well. We were having sex more often and with greater variety. Our activities had not seemed to have a serious.