Dave had turned one of the bedrooms into a home office and I thought that I might find some in there. Dave wasn't home for me to ask so I just went lo...king. When I pulled out the center desk drawer I saw a piece of paper that said:"Statement of Trust Account in the name of Hiram Lamont Bostic Junior."I picked it up and read it and found out for the first time that I had a trust fund. Dave had a small copier in the room and I copied the document and put the original back where I'd found it and. ” I fell to my knees and lifted it up and began kissing and sucking it as deep as I could. I was enjoying it as he pushed my head onto it, saying things like, “Suck it baby” and asking me if I loved his cock, all while I made slurping noises. I told him “Yes.” Tom told me I didn't need my top and untied it throwing it down as he sailed and I sucked away at his hard cock. I gave his balls and ass a little love as part of my ritual of sucking, which I know drove him crazy. He stood me up and told. “Mmm that’s it girl. Just like that. You like being my fucking slut don’t ya hmm? Like being mine.” He chuckled heartily, the laughs rattling his throat and nearly sending him into a coughing fit. But his merriment then finished abruptly, and he was holding himself still inside her, sensing something going on nearby. As he turned to look, he saw Phil, hanging by the door, quite obviously wanking his cock over watching them. As soon as he noticed he’d been caught, Phil stopped stroking and just. It felt glorious. She became so enthralled with that. “Jesus Christ that feels great! What the hell?”[Yup, just for example, kind of like that except I would have had my penis inserted ejaculating in her at the same time instead of a thermometer shoved into the tip of my dick but note the nectar I’m sucking]“You like that, huh?” I asked. “You fucker, you lover of goddesses.” “I used to do this with the sisters because we could cycle gizem through my penis into them and I would suck them.