The first blowjob had no consequences; it was just me shooting my load in your curious mouth. But now the second load comes with strings attached," I ...evealed, unbuckling my pants.His eyes went big, although I was unsure if it was excitement because I was pulling out my big black cock, or nervousness as I prepared to explain the way it was going to be. When he didn't respond, I tapped my fully erect cock on his lips and asked, "So have you accepted the reality that you are my faggot?"He. I say "Oh Really now? What about your husband Mike?"She says "he knows nothing about this side of her and that he is just soft and gentle with her"I say "well Maria shouldn't we get back to your car ?"She says "wouldn't you rather play with me?"I say "well are you sure you wanna do this cause I have rules"She says well tell me your rules.I tell her to join me back upstairs and I will tell her.She follows me and we head to my living room . I tell her have a seat. As I sit down in my chair. She. However our conversations got deeper and then shewas sitting more close. I knew she was getting horny with kind ofquestions she said and with her changes in breathing style. She started to nowand then change her legs postion and used to fold her thighs tight and sit. Shetold she is feeling sleepy and I knew I was aware that I should not miss anymove before her though I was internally longing. She then placed her head on myshoulder and and her arms around my biceps, leaned towards me and acted. I don’t want to hear how fat you think you are, how thin you think your hair is getting or how short you think your dick is.’ Will growled at him. ‘I’m serious, dammit,’ Chris said in a perfect Mae West. ‘Some things we do in our lives are about love, not about the hunk of the month.’ ‘You don’t ever turn it off, do you?’ Will said. Chris sighed deeply, and then over dramatacised Will’s voice, in a near perfect impression, down to the sulk, the shoulder drooping and the grunt. ‘Well it beats.