Her tits positively glowing red, and he ass still red, but mainly blue and black.? "on your knees" he demanded, and turned to her. She dropped to her ...nees in front of him. Somehow, this felt significant, though she couldn't figure out why. He opened his belt and pants, and took out a really fat, mean looking cock. "Open your mouth, and try to do you best" he said, and with no further foreplay, he showed his dig in her mouth. She had to open really wide, to get the fat head in. She was in a. ’ I calmly returned to my weaving, ignoring you. Now I’m not the only one pissed: you grunted again, determined to get my attention, but your anger had escalated. I didn’t even look up, just carried on weaving as if nothing else mattered. You were so distracted by trying to communicate with me that you didn’t notice my little fabric I had woven slip over your balls – but, fuck!, you did notice as I pulled it tight and squeezed until your balls tried to burst through the holes in my woven. "Tell him thanks, but I'm not interested right now." Well, I must clearly be scary! This last guy didn't even approach, he just sent the bartender with a drink. Maybe I should just approach him."Why are you alone?" And there it was! He came up from behind, and with a voice more perfect than I could have hoped, asked the right question."The right man hasn't approached yet." I said with my back to him."I'll just sit here while you figure out what you need." And with that he sat down. He was more. He just groaned and pushed back, almost queening me, allowing me to breathe – just – but ensuring my tongue penetrated his deliciously sweet pussy-rose.Then I heard the front door open and close, pushed him off and I saw the ‘actif’, a tall, well built, muscular younger man who was starting to undress close to the bed. As his pants came off, I saw he had the biggest erection I’ve seen for a long time, perfect shape and rock hard. I stretched out, opened my mouth so he could give me some lube,.