Claude had discerned the scent of cured leather hanging sensuously from his wife's private parts on more than one occasion and he was able to identify...it as the key material used by the designer handbag maker Simon De Gaulle. He confirmed his suspicion by dropping by the De Gaulle Studios on a rainy Friday afternoon. The scent was strong on all the work benches causing poor Claude to almost gag on the aroma overkill. A quick peek into the back room revealed Claude's wife Fifi bent over the. He says to me “you should’ve walked away when you had the chance my lady, now, you will pay” but I quickly jump up and I slap him hard in the face, nearly making him lose his balance. He slowly turns his face back at me and looks at me with this anger in his eyes, defying me, I tell him “you are not the one who dictates here General, I’m not one of your soldiers, I rule in this house, not you, you will do as I say and then you will shut your mouth, you are not to tell a soul, do I make myself. Fuck yes! I let his ball out of my mouth and began my licking his throbbing, good, eight and half inch thick cock. I licked up to the huge mushroom cock head and took it in my mouth. “Oh yes! Fuck that feels so good.”I didn't stop. Like usual once I have a cock in my mouth I become possessed to swallow the entire cock. Now I had Sam’s big cock in my mouth. I took a deep breath through my nose and worked my mouth down until I felt that thick cock at the beginning of my throat. Then I. Our naked torsos press together, tongues resume their battle. My hands are roaming up and down her toned legs. I love her body, she’s a rocket. She pushes me back down, kissing her way once again down my chest. Cheek, ears, neck, collarbone, pectorals, sides, stomach, crotch finally to my shorts. She looks up at me as she pulls my shorts and under pants off. They are trapped under my body and it takes some work. She is a champion and never breaks eye contact. My penis almost hits her in the.