It was like he was watching one of their past arguments play out, scene for scene, shot for shot.His cock was rock hard and pressing uncomfortably aga...nst the front of his trousers, and despite the fact that he was soaked through and cold, his balls felt hot and heavy. He watched through the rain-slicked window as she expertly sucked his cock, taking him all the way and then gagging, smiling triumphantly as she came back up for air.Thunder cracked deeply above him, startling him. His body. It made me feel less alone. “Hey John,” I asked, “what is it about sex that you miss the most? If you could just get part of it back, what would it be?”He smiled at the question, took a big swig of his beer, and said, “The blowjobs, definitely! My wife used to suck my dick like she loved it, and would even swallow every drop. It was like she couldn’t get enough. Then when the kids came along we got distracted and now she’s just not interested. She’s up in bed, probably sound asleep or watching. S above what's this? WellI'm buggered ? something that now takes on a distinct possibility -because what I have encountered is a cock, and just a little further,yes, there's the rest of the family jewels! Ho hum...Like I said earlier, I never show when I am fazed, but this was adifficult one. I probably deserved an Oscar, but I swear I neverflinched!Now what? I was still in a vice like grip; I really wouldn't havethought that she was that strong, but she was beyond any shadow ofdoubt, scared. 'I need a few in the toilet', and we rushed back to the one I just vacated.Veronica, still with her welcoming smile sat down and peed, while I shot film, 'Fucking perv', she said, 'You gonna shit', I asked and she shrieked, 'Fuck off', and I left, both of us laughing.I went back outside and saw him standing smoking a cigarette. I walked over to him.'Did you get them', he certainly was keen. 'Yes I said', and gave him the camera, his eyes lightening up as each shot obviously hit the mark.'How.