"Those cock sucking lessons you gave us and all that practice you made us do on our dildos paid off mom. That was great. I really like penises. They'r... the best." They certainly are dear. I've been addicted to them from the first one I ever got to play with as a little girl. But that's a story for another day." Cock sucking lessons? Dildos?" I asked."Mom got us small, but realistic, dildos for our twelfth birthday," said Beth."She used her bigger dildo to show us how to suck cock and made us. Hearing you knock quietly on the door, I hurried to let you in. As soon as I opened the door you pushed your way in, slamming and locking the door. “You wore that just to tease me, didn’t you my little slut?” Swallowing, I nodded nervously, hoping you were happy with my teasing. Smiling, you grabbed my arm and turned me around, pushing me towards the sink. “I’ll show you what happens to sluts that tease me,” you growled in my ear. Pushing me down so I was bent over the sink, I felt your. ”Smith? Sounded a little fishy to me. “Mister Smith, I just got back from a long drive in a bad Jeep. I am sure the Ambassador won’t mind if I come by in a few days. I need a shower and a shave and to see my wife.”He stayed where he was, still smiling, and moved to beckon me towards the sedan. “Mister Buckman I am sure the Ambassador won’t mind your condition. I’m sure this won’t take long.”“Tell the Ambassador I’m sorry, but he can call me in a few days.” I turned away.Smith maneuvered to. You pull me down, settling me on your lap with my back against your chest and your already hard cock pressed firmly against my ass. I feel it pressing against me through the thin fabrics we both wear. Your mouth pushes against my neck, licking and sucking as your hips lift and you grind your cock into me. "Feel that, my dear?" You whisper as you continue your work on my neck. Your lips trail across my shoulder and I moan. Fuck. You always know which buttons to push, always know how to make my.