In her home, she is in charge. In her marriage, she has the final say. Even in her church, which she attends regularly and which has never supported s...rong women within its hierarchy, she is a presence to be considered. She is more than mildly conservative in her dress. The decor in her home is entirely predictable, as is her sex life. She has slept with only one man in her life, always in the missionary position, and always, and only, on Sunday mornings, before church.There are about as many. He struggled to break free until I lowered my head between his hind legs, forcing my outstretched tongue to make contact with the tip of his bright-red dick. After only a few flicks of the tongue, he became as docile as a lamb. Another few flicks and his dick started to grow. Before long, I was able to wrap my lips around his shaft and instantly started bobbing my head up and down. Mere seconds later, his schlong was fully grown. Wow! I gasped as I pulled back and found an eight-inch-long by. Staring at the wondrous piece of art he had created, the map now showed the bank, the sewer, the nearest manhole cover and the route back to the warehouse."That was not as bad as I thought, quite easy actually" Pleased with his achievement he grins to himself.Grabbing a pad, he starts writing down a few supplies that would be needed to put everything together.He felt the usual buzz come over him like a kid in the middle of December, waiting for Christmas Day to arrive. He knows it will be a. " As I looked up I could see moms head sticking out from the window as she watched our act. I thought how it would be to fuck them both at the same time and that I at least would visit moms room later tonight and give her more head - she too seemed to thirst for it. Susan stood up again and I bounced back to reality from my fantasy."I want you to lick me while I suck you." she said and sat over my face. I grabbed her tight buttocks and pulled them aside separating her lips, allowing me to lick.