As I was saying, she saw with with my dick in my hand and as I stammered and tried to cover up, she said, "No, don't, I want to see it. She walked int... my office and pulled my shirt off my lap and said, "mmmm, it is so big. Did you cum yet?" Still tongue tied, I just sat there and she knelt down and said "let me help you". My now limp cock began to cum back to life. As it grew, she said, "See, I can make it get bigger". With those words, she took me into her mouth and began to suck me,. . He pulls my hipsback a bit so I'm slightly bent forward and steadily pushes deep into my slickentrance. I whimper out my own need. I know my desire for this has no realconsequence or power. The fact that I want him deep inside me is merely a happycoincidence. My hips rock back and forth as he frantically pumps into me. Allto quickly I feel him squirting his seed inside my pussy. I groan in disappointmentand squeeze with my muscles trying to cling his warmth, and strength; all Isucceed in. In Timothy’s neat, upward-slanting strokes, he had printed:SORRY BOYS, I’M STRAIGHTAnd beneath it, in smaller letters - But It May Just Be A PhaseMrs. Larks dropped the coffee pot.“Timothy Jackson Larks, take that shirt off this instant!” She spluttered, her eyes frozen on the words ‘phase’. “How dare you! It’s…lewd! It’s obscene! Take it off!” “No,” Tim said, and sat down. His cheeks were flushed but his deep brown eyes were determined. “I like it. It’s funny, and it’ll make an impression.” He. "This is Sam," my husband said. "If you still want to, he's going to fuck you." I had butterflies in my tummy. Sam spoke first. "You look even hotter than in your photos. I hope you're going to say yes" Sam was tall and fair haired - I normally go for dark haired guys - with a very muscular build. I looked at my husband. "It's OK," he said. "Say yes if you want to". Sam moved to stand in front of me and leant down to kiss me, gently at first and then I opened my mouth and his kiss became more.