“That’s the smell that came from your show,” Iwhispered, I saw his cock jerk and I knew I didn’t havemuch time. I dropped to m... knees in front of him andbegan to stroke his massive member right in my face, andlightly licked the tip. I looked up at him and we madeeye contact. I had control of the situation now, we bothknew it, and I loved every second of it.I took him in my mouth and worked his dick with both ofmy hands. Trying with every stroke to get more of him inmy. " With one single word, he pushed down hard on her shoulders, making her fall to her knees at his feet. Claire's wavy brown hair covered her face from his view as she bowed her head. She was surprised at his sudden rough side and began to wish she'd just 'fessed up to the head instead. "Please?" She squeaked. "Oh come on Claire. That's no way to beg. Now, try again. Put some meaning into it." She took a deep breath and tried again, "Please. Please, Mr Sunderland? Oh, please." He chuckled. "What's up, babe?" Sam asked."Pulled a thigh muscle yesterday playing squash." Should know better at your age, old lady!" Sam laughed."Fuck off, bitch, you are the same age and you play badminton "Judy's retorted."You have taken something to help?" Sam asked with genuine concern."Rubbed some ointment on it, but hasn't really helped." What you need, my girl, is a good massage." I know, but both of the parlours near here are booked solid."Sam set down her coffee cup and said, "I used to be quite. Your mind freezes. The cock is still thrusting into your mouth. He’s fucking your face and about to cum. What do you do? Is it the booze or what but you’re frozen in place when you feel him explode and your mouth fill with cum. Finally the thrusting slows. The cum oozes out of your mouth and drips down your chin onto your breasts. You’re a picture, a porn cliché. Your mind starts to race. What’s just happened. You soon realise, though, its not over. It’s only half time. My cock’s coming towards.