It was there in the bar of the hotelthat I had met Ron, who had treated me like his lady. Afterchecking in, I changed into my panties, springing rock ...ard atthe feel of the satin around me dick. I also inserted a butt-plugthat I had brought. I had been using it to stretch my ass-pussy,so it would not hurt so much when I was fucked. I pulled on myjeans and a shirt, and headed down to the bar. As I walked in, inthe corner sat Ron and another man equally large as Ron, approx.6'6 and close to 300. Deeper….. MMMM, a little moan escapes my throat, sending vibrations through you, tasting your precum. Your cock feels bigger then it ever has…I slide my hands under your ass, squeezing your cheeks, gripping them, as I use my mouth to fuck you. Your hands holding my head down on your cock briefly.. It throbs so deep in my throat my hair tickling across your balls driving you wild… I feel your cock start pulsating, biting down gently, letting my teeth scrap lightly on the outstroke. You groan. .. not a big deal.Of course it doesn't always work that way. One day, a year or so after we got married, she spent the day at the spa. She got the works: massage, manicure, pedicure, hair fixed up, and whatever other secret things women do at these places that men don't really understand. She walked in the door, pleased with herself—and rightfully so. She had a smile on her face; she looked good and she knew it. I walked around her, doing my own admiring."I like, babe! You look great!" I. “Surprise, I am not just the clerk, I’m also the grader. Good job Alice, are you sure you haven’t done this before.”“Never, although I have always wannnnttteed...” was Alice’s reply as John placed the hood on her head. Her mouth stopped moving mid sentence.John smiled as he walked toward Marie. “Let me get these cuffs on you. We can skip your hood if you would like to see how Alice is graded.” Marie nodded as john cuffed her hands together. John pressed a small button on the arm of the chair.