”I got on my knees and crawled over to him. His cock was warm in my hand as I began to stroke him. I knew I was already moist but I needed to suck h...m first. I had dreamt about sucking cock for a long time. The stupid mechanic came too fast so I never had the chance to. I really had to open wide but when his soft cock head finally entered my mouth I let go of a long sigh and began to bob my head up and down. I was in heaven, a real cock was so much better than my fingers. TonyShe was really. My husband had his phone out filming it. Andre then unzipped my skirt and let it fall off my hips. Andre pulled me close to him as he kissed me, pulling my exposed stomach to his. Moments later I was sinking to my knees and undoing Andre's pants. I knew my husband loved the visual of seeing me on my knees sucking a strangers cock. I undid Andre's pants and knew that in the seconds to come I was finally going to see what I wanted for so long. I pulled down his boxers and his growing cock bounced. She also had me clear off the coffee table. Soon it was seven o’clock and there was a knock on the door. My wife quickly answered it and Sue walked in. She was wearing a very short skirt and a white blouse.“Could your husband help me carry in some cases from the car? Sue asked. “Sure, he’d be happy to.” My wife replied. “You two haven’t met yet. Sue, this is Clyde. Clyde, this is Sue.”So I helped her carry two heavy bags from the trunk of her car. As I was carrying the bags into the. The first face she met was startled by her unannounced appearance from the rear of the estate. He was dressed in the clothing of a house-servant, and carried pails slung under each side of a yoke burdening his stooped shoulders. Ellen asked the gray-whiskered old kitchen-slave if the Mistress of the house was still awake, and after surveying her tattered hem and muddy shoes, he said he’d take her to the rear porch, where she could wait for the butler. She hoped someone in the house would.