”“What makes you say that?”“I mean he thinks that women are only good for screwing.”“Don’t you?” she asked, playfully running her fing...r nails across the back of my hand.I smiled and shook my head. “I’m serious; you should hear the way he talks about women.”She looked at me questioningly. “Did he say something about me?”“No, not exactly; it’s more women in general. I think that he thinks of you as just another notch in his belt.”“Hmm,” she murmured. “I think that you’re being just a little. But he made me get up and then himself stood up and said, “Chahat, you are one sexy beast. Your pussy was amazing. Now, it’s the time for my dick to taste your pussy.”What he just said excited me. It was another moment we had been waiting for for so long. But I asked him to wash his face first after all his face was smeared with my cum. He also knew about my preferences for clean sex. He went to the washroom while I also got some time to clean my pussy with a towel.Soon, he came back, climbed. " "Thanks Mum," I said as I hung the phone up.The next few days flew past and by the weekend things were allpretty much set for the Ball.George had been working most of the week on the final details withcaterers, the company providing the bar and the band that had beenhired to provide entertainment on the night. The Saturday night before George and I were sitting chatting over acoffee after dinner when the door opened and Amanda stepped indressed in a smart skirt and blouse, make up. He swallows instinctively to try and remove this large obstruction. Underneath his apple i can see the head of the cock pushing out to one side quite a bit more than the other. Using one of my hands i reach to the head, rubbing and touching it. I can move it from one side to the other rather easily. Each time i touch he swallows again.“Gag yourself, hold this cock down your own throat!”Using one hand he holds the cock down deep inside his esophagus for a moment. I move around the the front of.