I was french kissing my work colleague. He grabbed my hand and put it on his cock which was like iron. I started wanking him and I felt a big metal ri...g in his bellend. I liked that alot. He was quite hairy too. We kissed for ages and i was really turned on. He run his hands over my bottom which sent him crazy as my arse is really naturally smooth. He kneeled by my head and put his pierced dick in my mouth. I didnt want to stop. I wanted sex with him. His balls i massaged and his pubes were all. He knew she was right but that didn’t make it any easier. He had to choose. No matter his choice, it would be the wrong one, but he must make one. He entered the kitchen and found Kathleen seated, alone, sipping tea. When she saw him, she quickly set her tea down and rushed to him. ‘Thank God, you are safe!’ they embraced there, by the table. ‘Kathleen, I came to return this,’ and he handed her the locket. ‘It did its duty. It brought me home.’ Kathleen took back the locket. ‘Does this mean. He could take it all the way to my balls without gagging making me almost cum each time. I was moaning within 30 seconds I telling him how good he was and he come up for a breathe and said just remember to repay the favor sometime " I said anything" and moaned again as he took my all the way in his mouth and licked my balls with his tongue. It was the best blowjob I could remember in my life. I was getting ready to cum so I told him and he jerked my cock a little and I came hard he stroked. From standing that close, its only a short leap to kissing, and suddenly we were, and the wonderful warm water was surrounding us as her tongue and my tongue met, and parted and met again. And I could hold her this time. I held her tightly, as if I never wanted to let her go, and softly, as if I was scared of breaking her. I was surprised how something so simple could feel so important. It was minutes before we stopped kissing, but they felt like glorious hours. We rested our foreheads together.