Up close, he was definitely older, probably 60 or so, and his cock was so warm from walking so long I would guess."You're a dirty girl, aren't you?" H... asked, and petted my head, grabbing my hair and sliding his cock all over my lips. "You were hoping this would happen, didn't you?" he groaned out as he pushed my head further down his cock all the way. I looked up at him with his cock in my mouth, moaned and nodded as I cupped his big hanging balls while sucking him all the way down. His head. "No baby, don'tfight it, you know this is what you want, this is what you need, feel it,it's not even hard yet."The evil leering glare told me she was telling the truth. "Imagine whatit's going to feel like in your mouth, I love sucking him, the taste isdivine, you'll love it, trust me."That was all I could take, I snatched my hand away hissing, "You are sucha bitch."She snarled back under her breath, "Maybe, but I know what I like, I likemy men big and strong, so hard I couldn't break it if I. "So you think Joan Pacer is a dyke?" Why you ask that, because she has a take charge attitude, or because her staff is all woman?" I asked."Because she talked to you and ignored me even though I am obviously in charge," he said with a big smile.For thirty grand and all expenses I don't give a rats ass who is in charge," I said."Roger that," he said. "She is about our age so to get this job she must be pretty smart. I doubt a fat Lez chick fucked her way into it." You do know, you are a pig," I. Throughout our marriage Mary made it plain that she considered sex more of a duty then something that should be enjoyed. She would lay motionless and silent during the act, except for those rare occasions when she had too much to drink. When that happened,it was as though an inner demon had been let loose and she would start moaning and moving her hips to meet the my every thrust of my cock deep into her cunt, and it was the only time her pussy was actually wet. Other than that, the same thing.