My balls and cock still tingled from the outrageous orgasm I had in her mouth. I wiped the cum puddle with a paper towel and mopped the kitchen floor....Just as I was finished she came back down the hallway."Time for you dust and vacuum the living room," she announced.She was now wearing a short denim skirt, a black halter top, and black high heels. Her hair was now loose, hanging over her shoulders, and freshly styled."How is she so fucking hot all the time?" I questioned myself again as my cock. I mean ignoring the fact that your k** is a fag just makes it seem like you’re clueless. And ‘accepting’ the fact that he’s taking loads out around the port-a-potty just makes you look like you’re some kind of fucking snowflake. The only option was join in.But, I drew the line at the worksite - for him and for me and for the rest of the guys. He hated that - it was the first time the faggot ever really stood up to me, but I put that rebellion down with a sucker punch - followed by something I. As I felt her legs relax around my waist, I set her gently on the floor and looked at her. She glanced up at me and then quickly looked away, her face turning red and suddenly shy. Grabbing the whiskey from the chair, she told be sit while she got us some glasses and such.Taking off my jacket, I sat in the chair suddenly feeling a little nervous myself. My cock didn't seem to notice though and stayed hard and tight down along my thigh. Three minutes I could see my cock knew better than I did as. ''You want me to jerk you off some more sissy???.''He nodded.''Ok lets try again,, I want to see how near I can bring you to shooting before I stop''.He sobbed and dropped his head.'' Do you not want me to jerk you off'', I asked.He just nodded. I again reached between his legs, this time I closed my finger and thumb round his ball sack and cock and squeezed hard. He jumped round on the chair nearly knocking it over but I held his cock and balls tight. June was watching and said, '' Go on Peter.