Now it surfaced as a fearsome possibility. Would he? Could he? Had he? Who with? Oh God what if he had? What should she do? She miserably drank a gla...s of chilled white wine, another, another. Cleared the table – threw away her carefully prepared sauce, sat, sobbed. Fell asleep on her couch. Carol woke at midnight stiff and cramped and went to her lonely bed. He was not yet home. She slipped out of her clothes and examined herself in the chevalier mirror. Her figure was trim, lean, toned. Thomas was the first to speak. "Alright lets do it Roger." He could see that her beathing was heavy and that her lips were trembling. She felt herself getting weak in the knees. They begin to recite their lines. When they had finished, Miss Thomas moved up close to Roger. He took her into his arms and pressed his mouth to hers. Having her voluptuous lips touching his made his blood boil. She melted into his embrace, dropping all her scripts on the floor, as she put her arms around him. She felt. It was big and hairy and I dove in like a fat bloke dives into a Maccy D’s! I got so into it in fact that I blew a massive load all over the sofa without even touching myself.From the grunts and groans from them both I could tell they were on the verge of busting their nut. As a dedicated cum guzzler I wasn’t about to waste all that cum. I got on my knees and opened my mouth just in time to catch Ste’s first shot. The horny little cunt just kept straying more and more cum across my tongue but I. She just nods desperately and pouts like a child when I pull my hand away, making me laugh. She looks at me with a confused glare as I stand and pull her up against my chest. I kiss her then, it’s dizzying and lustful, and I know she would stand here forever given the chance. Instead I just back her against the wall, causing her to look up at me with confusion in her big doe eyes all over again. I grin smarmily and take her hands, pulling them over my shoulders where they instinctually go to.