Several of those honey traps were only sixteen or seventeen and they would be the first ones to lie and tell a guy that they were over eighteen just t... get a nice cock to suck in one of the linen closets.It was like having a gaggle of bed partners at home in various stages of undress but with cameras pointed down at me from the ceiling just to record my felonious activities should I elect to throw all caution to the wind and start humping one of their delicious backsides the first time I saw. Now, I have shagged several types of woman in my time - skinny (like Ann), slightly chubby (like Suzy) and of course Mrs Tabbycat who has never had what some would describe as a good body; she is rounded, mature and Mumsy. She has never owned nor worn a bikini preferring to cover her nakedness with full body swimsuits and that suits me just fine.Walking into the bedroom she started to undress and piece by piece she became as nature intended much to the delight of my cock that was now pointing. And now ... he was one. "No!" he pleaded. "I'll tell you anything you need to know."The man in the mask shook his head slowly, laughing the harsh electronic mocking laugh that Achmed knew so well. "I already bled you for information months ago," he reported evenly. Achmed's eyes widened as he realized that he'd lost his last bargaining chip. "With all the hypnosis, your mind is empty of secrets." He waited for the full reaction, the terror on Achmed's face. He was now truly nothing. . “Breakfast?”She let go of my balls. “Just the milk missing.”I laughed and closed my eyes. She continued to play with my cock and balls until I began to squirm. She let go of them and knelt between my legs. She placed my legs over hers and shoved a pillow under my hips.“What are you up to?”“Got to have milk,” she said.Shit, I thought. She is going to stick a finger up my ass again. “Look, Annie, is there any way you could get the milk the old fashion way, like sucking me or jerking me off?”She.