My 6” cock was semi-hard and I had recently shaved all my pubic hairs, so he was staring at my hairless smooth V-shaped area and was getting charged...up like a bull in heat. He squeezed my inner thighs with all his raw strength that I let out a cry in pain. But that did not stop him a bit from continuing to squeeze my soft thighs and satin-like ball sac. And all of a sudden, it happened. For the first time in my life I felt the pleasure of being sucked. Words are not adequate to explain that. Eventually the man hung exasperated with his failure to close the deal. He grunted in disgust taking a puff from his cigar looking over at Liz. Elizabeth was in her mid thirties, she had moved to the mid west from England when she had married some years back, and she took pride in retaining her aristocratic accent having come from Kensington the elite part of London. The man admired her lean leggy figure, her high cheek bones and straight nose giving her refined sculpted features. She sat. It must have been that trouble with the two women this morning, she thought. But they seemed so nice! I hope he'll give me another chance!She went to Mr. Burke's office and knocked on the open door. She really liked him. She had learned that his door was almost never closed. People — little people — from around the bank were always dropping by to talk with him. He looked up from his desk and grinned. "Hi, April. Come on in and close the door, would you please?"At least he's kind enough to rip. A quick look put them in their late teens. Both of them taller than me, both broad across the shoulders. That oh so familiar shiver ran through me again. Being close to strong untamed black strength always has this effect on me. Can I help how I am made? I uncrossed my legs, and planted my knees firmly together. In some way my subconscious was trying to show some form of prim and proper behaviour. But really, I knew that given the right circumstances (and even some of the wrong ones!) my libido.