And in my limited way I had come to love him. The power dynamics of our marriage had changed since I began working. Before, I had been his slave, alth...ugh he would have called me his Christian help-mate. Now, I was an equal partner although I still pretended to seek his permission for my endeavors. He was perceptive enough not to take the risk of denying me and I didn't embarrass him – or jeopardize his preaching job -- by demonstrating publicly my independence. In our community, I was still. Greg's pace really quickened. He had started to fuck my mouth in and out faster and faster. It wasn't much longer until his cum was shooting in my mouth. Greg grabbed my head and held me in close. He let out a loud "Mother Fuck!" as the second shot went all over my face. He was shaking as I finished his cock off.Out of the corner of my eye I saw Tony. He was stroking his cock vigorously. I could tell he wanted to give me more of his cum. He was sure fired up tonight. Two loads in one night! I. Sie sah mich nicht, weil sie am telefonieren war. Aber ich sie! Und sie sah auch in Zivil gut aus. Und dann nahm sie einen Schlüssel aus der Tasche und ? Jo, schloß ein Fahrrad auf. Son kleines, Klappfahrrad. Also fährt sie nicht weit dachte ich und fuhr ihr hinterher. Ich ließ sie so ein Stück vorfahren. Ich wollte eigentlich nur sehen wohin sie fährt. Sie fuhr auf der Promenade genau Richtung ? Wald. Ich konnte es nicht glauben. Die Sonne war schon untergegangen. Ich fuhr etwas näher heran.. “What’s your favourite flavour? This is mint.” she says as she’s moving her lips closer to mine. Her lips are gently parted. Full lips. White teeth. She’s so beautiful. I’m panicking. I’m closing my eyes, anticipating a kiss. But instead she’s just exhaling slowly onto my face. I’m feeling her warm breath on my face. I’m inhaling, slowly, savouring her breath. Breathing her breath. A hint of mint. I’m trying to compose myself. I’m opening my eyes. She’s moved her head back a little. Every.