The food smelled good. He’d hardly touched his dinner last night even though Emma had done a fine job of cooking. Eggs and toast. And coffee. Need c...ffee. He threw his towel onto the bed and walked barefoot back over to the kitchen bench and sat next to her. She was fully dressed and ready to go and had started on her breakfast. He grabbed the coffee cup, tilted it towards her and took a sip. It was good, just how he liked it. Strong. ‘Thanks, Irish,’ he said. ‘This is just what I needed.’ She. I knew nothing about him, and to take his cock into my mouth was simply too risky. Instead, I stroked him, my hand around that big cock, finger and thumb not quite reaching each other as my hand moved up and down, smearing the slick of his leakage around until the plump head glistened. I cupped his heavy sack with my other hand and thrilled at the weight and feel of his balls as I earned a groan of approval. He lowered himself beside me again, and I turned toward him enough that I could keep. I wanted to poke her cunt but decidedto hold off to save and savour it all for later, sort of gradual discovery, youmight say. The kid was out cold too so she didn't see. Putting her onto thebed, I'd knelt with my knee in her tight little crotch and pressed pretty hardbut didn't do anything else. I kneed her slowly. She sort of moaned but wasstill mostly unaware. ??????????? Butnow they were wide awake and fiercely angry along with being afraid.? Stupid cunts, they shouldn't have just. And you're ready to explode. I'm slowly slurping you up and down. My finger softly slips one knuckle in. Shhhhh. It's ok baby. Relax. I'm here. Don't think. Just feel. Feel how much I love you. How much I love your cock. How much I want to give you the most intense pleasure you've ever had. It's starting now. All you know is my hands and mouth are worshipping you. Let me worship all of you. I've slipped all the way in and you're going mad. The sensation is so intense. You have to breathe.