I knew how to use them to entice men but than I wouldn't know what I was getting myself into. I remember when I teased the hottest jocks in the school...in my tight cheerleaders outfit. The top clinging to me as it was one size too small. Giving me ample cleavage to tease them with. I got the attention I so desperately craved but instead I was backed into the closet and forced to suck there big, swollen cocks. I'm a disaster.I walked across the street as a car had to stop. The male driver yelled. I loved the taste of her juices. Her juices had definitely been flowing with all the sexual tension over the past couple of hours.I looked at Anthony. He had his head leaned back on the couch with his eyes closed. My wife was going to live up to her last blow job and even try to make this one better for him. It was amazing watching her stretch her mouth to accommodate his coke-can sized girth. She loves a challenge and was going to win against his extra large manhood. Her technique was unique.. Then it hit me, although I had never done any real trials with my MC compound, just a few casual squirts at the occasional women. I knew it's properties pretty well; its long-term effects were still unclear to me, but I knew what it would do in the short term. My mind burned with the desire for revenge and who better to take it out on but my ex boss. Well not exactly him, but his pretty young wife; I had met her just the once, the day he had arrived to taken over my department.It took time to. ." I replied reluctantly.Michael got that eager look, and started to tear of his clothes."Relax," I said. "You cannot be so rough this time, ok?"I took off the bodysuit, and climbed into the bed. I kept my stockings,though. They felt so nice. I grabbed the bottle, and poured generouslyinto my hand. I started to massage it around my hole. Michael's cock wasrock hard, and he stood by the bed watching me. I let one finger slipinto my opening. The oil made it so slippery. I was keen on getting.