Already undressed she sits comfortable just home from the airport where she dropped her man. He's off fishing again. She kissed him lovingly and wishe... him a good time knowing she would miss him and already did. Running her hand over her slit she thinks about that man of hers. He loves to touch her slit. It's gonna miss him while he's away. All this week he's been at it harder than usual. He gets this way before a trip. Sometimes she wonders about it. He took her, unlike before. His. “S-S-Sally, you are beautiful.”I saunter over and join Chad under the warm water. Taking his throbbing shaft in one hand and his heavy balls in the other. I whisper in his ear, “How would you feel if I give you a blow job?”"You would do that, Sally?" I've wanted to since the first time I saw you masturbate, Chad."Before he can say another thing, I’m on my knees, holding his cock against his toned belly. Starting at the base of his cock, I lick up along the underside of the shaft all the way to. Although meeting him was pretty special, schmoozing with royalty was notreally my thing and I slipped away as soon as it was polite. I don'tthink he noticed as he was chatting with Susan about somewhere inAfghanistan, and as I mingled I saw Rich's mate Robby. He was lurking inthe background with a soft drink watching the whole charade with a smileon his face, and by hopping from group to group I eventually caught upwith him."Hello Robby, you're looking very smart."He was dressed in a bespoke. He stuttered."You heard me, Mr Pendrill. This is an interview and I'm in control, so take everything off: your pants, your shirt; your socks; your boxers. All the way to the buff. I'm in control here and I want you naked. I want you standing in front of me playing with your cock. And then, when it's purple and hard, we'll measure its size and see how good you can aim, because I want it to spurt and to hit me..."No reticence, no modesty, no decorum."Take off your clothes! Don't be bashful, Mr.