No pleasantries, no waiting. He just shoves as much of his cock into my mouth as will fit. Not roughly but insistently. I gag and choke and he pulls ...t halfway back out. He slips it slowly back in again until the tip hits the gag point at the back of my throat. And he pushes against it. I gag again and he pulls back. Not as far this time. 'You can do it baby, take me down your throat.'I try to lean toward him to try and give a straighter path into my throat.He holds my head in place and this. She didn’t wear any bra inside due to our yesterday planning. I squeeze the bare boob inside her gown her nipple is also became very hard my finger touching and teasing her nipple and circling over her areola. She is moaning slowly and kissing very passionately, then she left my lips and moving her hand over my chest and she opened my shirt button, and in no time she open my shirt and pulled out my baniyan now I am half naked in front of her so I also start open her remaining button of gown. She comes on Monday and Thursdaybetween three and six in the afternoon. You will certainly meet her, Iam sure you will love her working outfit, a very old fashioned lookingsmock/overall covering her street clothes, a piece of clothinghousewives were using in the fifties and sixties. She is a competentseamstress and saws most of her clothes like our grand mothers used todo."He liked the description of Mrs Atkins overall, probably he was keen onwearing one himself; I could see it in his eyes. He. ”My head started hurting worse, “Am I performing that party?” His eyes looked away and that was my confirmation. “What makes this bad Brent, you have me performing and my tattoos are a dead giveaway!!!” he looked and said “I can have one of the other girls do the party.” “THE HELL YOU WILL!!!” I spat back “Its bad enough he is here and you want to have one of them do the party, you may as well sign my divorce papers before I even get married cause one of them going to tell him!”We stood there.