Nothing could stop my feelings.No morality, no shame. It was pure lust overtaking every moral value. He pushed the bra up and exposed my big boobs. My...tits were waiting to become a mother to my lover. I wanted him to suck them like a baby. His mouth came on top of them and he opened his mouth to lick them. He licked it and sucked it and suckled it. I was moaning in pleasure. His lips kept moving all over both my boobs one after another. I begged him to fuck me.Obi, please fuck me and I want you. She pulled my face into her crotch, allowing me to indulge in the hot taste and aroma of her womanhood. Having given me a taste she immediately pulled me away.“Get my panties off!” She barked as Anita and my mistress stood close to watch my humiliation, both sneering and giggling with enjoyment as I did exactly as I were told; they teased my aching cock with their canes as I peeled Hortense’s panties down her huge and magnificent thighs. She had worn them over her garter belt, so I was still. "Nice to see ya again," she said to it.I giggled as she took my pulsating cock in her mouth and gently glided her lips over it.She popped her head up and said, "do you think I could make you come this way? I can see some pre-cum here." Oh, I think so," I breathed.She carried on bobbing and I reached around to try to unbutton her blouse. I managed to get a couple of buttons undone and she undid the rest with her mouth still bobbing on my penis. She unclipped her bra and her large creamy breasts. Chris continued to talk to me. Told me she was good at oral, very good, had obviously practiced a lot, hundreds of men had experienced her skills over the years, apparently. Asked me if I’d known she was an unfaithful slut when we married, and how I felt about her being a prostitute. At this point I started to object, as she’s not and that’s not a term I would ever use about or to her but he interrupted me and asked “Why do you think your wife is sucking me off, John? Because I pay her so well,.