She dropped to her knees and rinsed my cock of all the soap. She slowly took it into her mouth, her blue eyes looking up at me, smiling and dancing. ...I groaned again and she said, “cum for me, old man, let’s see if there’s anything left in this old dry cock.” She proceeded to go down further, sucking and licking, her hand pumping me up and down while her lips and tongue kept up their end of the job. I could feel a slow stirring and I closed my eyes and held on as long as I could.I released. She needed him and wanted to give him an experience to redeem this torture of the last week. What's more, she knew her own body and only something utterly deviant would mollify her own desire. The additional benefit of expanding Jack's horizons too would no doubt spur him on when his energy levels began to flag.Placing her empty coffee cup down, she leant back in the booth and stared into Jack's eyes. She discreetly began to finger herself, telling him how wet she was for his cock. Pushing her. It is arousing to imagine myself on my knees in front of an alpha male, one whose genitals are larger than mine, and using my mouth, lips, and tongue to give him sexual pleasure. It seems to be motivated by a sense of reverence, of recognition and acknowledgement that his cock is larger than mine, more worthy to inseminate a female than mine, and that it is more worthy to be "worshipped" orally. In my own case, I believe that years of viewing porn and observing women sexually worship a cock has. He nodded acknowledging me and said he and Tim had already discussed this, and there would be a change in the arrangements. I gloated at Uncle Tim, whose face had gone blank.After the dinner dishes were cleared and kitchen cleaned, Ashley and Steven both had homework to complete and Aiden sat with Dad watching TV. Uncle Tim had left as soon as dessert was finished and gone to his bungalow.I excused, asking if I may go up to bed and sleep, kissing dad on the cheek and headed up the stairwell. I.