“Oh fuck Nes,” he moaned loudly fucking himself up against my mouth, “I am gonna cum ....” I took all of his cock into my mouth and he moaned ...oudly, thrusting his hips hard up against my mouth. I gagged slightly, but I took control of the feeling quickly and it passed just as his cum shot out and hit the back of my throat. I could feel its warmth hit against the inside of my neck and make its way down. I moaned against his cock as I slowly pulled my mouth off of it and licked around the tip.. She wrapped her arms around my neck and we kissed passionately. She pulled away but she was still smiling. “Care to come to my home and taste the fruit you’ve been eyeing for years?” she said in a voice that sent a wonderful sensation through my body. “Not married yet?” I asked (not wanting another Sophie incident). She shook her head, “I’ve been saving myself for a certain someone.” She took me to her house. Not the house she used to live in however; the house next door, my house. She took me. It was almost as if he was reluctant to have his fears confirmed. Kate placed a hand on his head. “I think you know what the cuckold has to do next, don’t you, darling?” she told him. John gave a silent nod and began to pull them down. He had seen her panties before when the remnants of their lovemaking had been evident but this was not the result of his lovemaking. He pulled them down over her feet and Kate’s hand returned to the back of his head. “This is the most important job of all,” she. But it was not. She used to do this every single day. Every single day she would brush her palms against mine and sometimes she would just pinch my palms. Her palms used to be so warm when she used to touch me.All of this happens while I have conversations with her husband. I even tried observing if she did the same with other customers but never did I see it happen to anyone else. So I had decided to take my chances. Her husband used to leave for lunch around 1-2pm and she would be all alone.