“Oh, I’ve been hoping for this a couple of days now,” she moaned as Sam instinctively caressed her, holding her bottom cheeks and drawing her in...o his hardness.“So have I,” Sam agreed.“Get out of your clothes then,” she giggled, intending to give him a bit of a show with regards her own ... assets.Sam swiftly stripped as Sally began to slowly remove her own clothes, taking her time in order to increase the tension and passion. She noted in approval Sam’s wide-eyed gaze as her house dress. Just less than forty four minutes left and he was spent. Plus she offered little encouragement. All that cum as much as you want shit.“I should have just paid for a bj,” said John, embarrassed by his over ambitious estimation of his potency. Evidently his balls hadn’t been that blue after all. If he quit now he’d forked out fifty five quid for nothing. He could hardly ask for a refund. Feeling musty headed due to the joint he’d smoked earlier and her ennui saturating him, John tried to focus. A. Is this your handheld it read? I opened the attachment.Pic of his cock !! "This is MY handheld" it saidI replied :"You are a very very naughty boy. Aunty Lyn is coming up now, to smack your bottom for you!" And I left for the smackingHe was still at his PC when I arrived, winking that big cock off. What a difference a few drinks had made.I took off my robe, I'd kept my undies on. I turned the computer chair toward me, and he with it. "Give it me, now" I said sternly, and planted my lips. ”“I’m listening!”He hesitated. He pulled off his jacket. He caught the hem of his t-shirt and then let go of it. He walked to the window and back again. He ran his hands though his hair. He tugged at the front of his shirt. He looked at me and then at the ceiling. He went to look out the window.“For god’s sake, Robbie!” I stared at him. “What the hell is going on?”He drew in a long breath.“Okay. Okay. I was emotional. It was early this morning. And maybe it was a mistake but I don’t regret it..