. I mean ….” “Perhaps if you have forgotten I can remind you, as Miss Price has already informed me. She caught you performing fellatio on Rob, ...he grounds man, didn’t she, Monica?” “I’m not sure sir” “Not sure? Perhaps you’re not familiar with that term but I’m told you’re more than familiar with the act itself. Do you know where the word comes from Monica? It comes from fellātus, which in Latin is the past participle of the verb fellāre, meaning to suck.” “I don’t think Mr Griffin has taught. He only lasted slightly longer the second time. He might have lasted three or four minutes, but certainly no longer than that. He grabbed my hair again and once more his ass came up off the seat cushion. My mouth filled up again but he didn't get quite so carried away, so violent this time. His cock still slammed into the back of my throat. But I seemed to be adjusting to that. He didn't pull my hair quite so hard this time, though. I was grateful for that.I swallowed his cum again. He sat. I might go back to sleep." Can I help?" she asked with a smile."You are so nice. I'll tell you what you can do. Wake me up with a hot cup of coffee. Then I won't go back to sleep," I said."I would be very happy to do it but I don't know how to make coffee," she said."Don't worry I'll show you," I said. That day I brewed the coffee and she watched.When I was drinking the coffee I invited her to join me. At first she refused but with some persuasion agreed. She had never had coffee before and. The fresh musky scent of his hard body engulfed me and my nostrils flared.I gazed up at him with warm, pleading eyes and ran my hands up his well defined legs. It had been almost twenty years since I had touched a man like that and my mind was reeling. My lips parted of their own accord and I accepted his hard pulsating cock into my mouth.My wife groaned in seeming agony as the well hung guy entered her sloppy wet pussy. Her hips bucked upward to meet his deep, powerful thusts and she raked her.