She sucked the head back hard between her cheeks and held it there a moment. As many cocks as she'd sucked at Balfour U. that last year, she never got...over how perfectly they fit in her mouth.It was as if cocks had been sculpted just to fit down her throat.Or maybe vice versa.Maybe her throat had been outfitted to handle a cock... all cocks, she hoped. Well, she hadn't met one yet that she didn't like.Or didn't fit down her mouth. Penny Entwhistle was the perfect little cocksucker, and she. "My god your breasts are fantastic" she said in her breathless whisper and a wave flushed over me, my tummy contracting in ecstasy. I sucked down hard on the cock and tasted his pre-cum on my tongue.Tsuli was now mashing both my breasts into my ribs and my whole body was reeling with the sensations. Rushing now, she slid her hands down to pull at the bottom of my short skirt. I had worn a figure hugging short skirt over black tights and she was pulling it up around my waist to give her access. My wife bitched of course. She is a beautiful woman?.but she is still a woman?.and so she just doesn’t understand. Finally, for the sake of my peace and quiet, we made a deal. If she would shut up about the TV, and let me watch as many games as I wanted without a peep out of her, then I would give her a new kitchen. Custom cabinets, a Viking range, granite countertops, the whole nine yards. I hoped that would be enough incentive, but?..It wasn’t going to work out, I thought to myself,. ‘Uh-oh!’ I smile nervously but intrigued at what she might be thinking. ‘Don’t answer right away,’ she says. ‘Just promise me you’ll listen to my idea and then think about it, okay?’ ‘Sure, okay,’ I answer, wondering if this is about watching Jeremy and Megan or more about her and I. ‘Promise,’ she says, in the same voice she called me a slut last night. ‘Okay. I promise I’ll listen to you and think about your idea,’ I say, falling into my submissive, younger s****r role and wondering if I’ll.