Then a terrible thing happened. Jason heard a moan of pleasure, or ratherfelt it through his lips, and it wasn't from him... it was from AnthonyDaniel.... The girlishness of his position was overcoming him and his moanmade Jason want to reveal his own satin sweetness.He searched with his hands and found Anthony's satin gloved arms. Holdinghim ever so softly, he turned his mouth and kissing across his lips, notpressing hard... just touching and puckering, opening his lips a littlefurther to. Maybe 9-10” long, and extremely thick. It hit the back of my throat, causing my eyes to water and making me gag a little. He began shoving it into and out of my mouth, effectively fucking my face. The whole time he’s doing this, he was playing with my huge tits…slapping them, squeezing them, pulling and pinching the nipples. I hated what was happening, but found my body responding to the strong hand behind my head, and the rough treatment of my boobs. As crazy as it sounds, I could feel my. Since I had lost my lucrative job, we were forced to live on my wife's salary albeit six figures, and we wanted for nothing she insisted I take a menial job to 'help with expenses' as she put it until I was able to get a 'real job.' The job I now had was working 6 am to 2pm every day but Sunday at a Dunkin' Donuts near our house. Saturday's I also had another part time job from 2 pm to 6 pm meaning on Saturday's I worked 12 hours straight making me exhausted on Sunday.My forty year old wife Mae. Berry's market saved my day again, as this time I bought two cases of the Honest Tea that I'd grown to like. I didn't strike it rich this time in the produce section, so I came home with just the tea.The note was still on the door and there weren't any cars in the driveway when I got back. I took the note off and got a case of the tea cooling in the fridge. I made a pot of coffee and a pitcher of lemonade at the same time, just to be safe.I had a cool glass of lemonade in my hand and some idea.