One called this morning. I think they want sex." Probably. I've heard stories about them." She put her hand on his hard prick and stroked the immense ...ool. It felt like silk over iron."You want to suck it?" Phil asked. 'I'll come if you want."Joyce shook her head. "Had enough," she said, "thanks.Phil rolled between her legs and ate her out until she came again, kicking her feet and squalling for mercy as he tongued her deeply. It was a talent she had taught him and the way they ended every. And of course, she wasn’t really concentrating on MY blow job then, just a poorly performed hand job. As Rick intensified, I knew he was about to cum. I just realized that he was not wearing a condom, and I said, ‘Hey, you’re not wearing a condom, can’t come inside her.’ My wife could only say,’Don’t stop, don’t you dare stop……’ in between her moaning. Then it happened. I saw it coming as Rick convulsed and his balls drew up to his body. He tried to push his dick in as deep as possible, and. In a couple of minutes she put her hand through the opening of the boxers and brought my cock out. At this point it was throbbing. I had one hand under her top and another in her shorts. She was totally shaved clean, as was I which surprised her, but she liked the feel. I brought her to a climax with my fingers in her soaking pussy and she was working me close, I asked her to stop. She knelt facing each other and I pulled off her top. I spent a few minutes worshiping her incredible funbags.. I was still locked in the wooden stocks. I spat out the saliva that had built up behind the foul ballgag. I worked my jaw, and wiggled my ass, and bent my back, indulging whatever freedom of motion the stocks would allow. In front of me was a woman, on a black pedestal. She was sitting behind a desk and holding a microphone. She wore dark, garnet lipstick, and her black hair was pulled back tight. When she spoke into the microphone, I recognized the voice that had spoken to me in.