I sat down, spread my legs and said, “I want a blowjob. But not like you did for Ricky. I want to cum in your mouth.”She stared down at my throbbi...g cock while I spoke. When I told her what I wanted she responded with a hissing sound. She sounded like a snake when she moaned, “Yesssssss!”She dropped to her knees between my legs. Her hands came to rest on my thighs, just above my knees. They slid slowly up until she was cradling my balls with one hand and steadying my cock with the other. She. Looking around the table she realized that it was the entire Clifford family, along with her parents and Steve Chapman's.The first course was glacéed breast of pheasant stuffed with foie gràs served with a lovely Chardonnay. The entree was filet of beef Wellington with a beautiful 1959 Chateau Mouton Rothschild. After everyone was served, Ali Clifford, who was seated in the middle of the table, raised her glass. She said, "I would like to offer a toast. To Cynthia Katherine Martin: Cindy, never. He was hung, I mean really hung. Even in his semi flaccid state he had more than my 5 inches and I could just about make out what looked to be an impressive pair of balls to match. He could have been a model or a porn star with a body and equipment like that. No wonder he had got into the pants of women all around the world!As he brought his hands round to cup my wife’s pert breasts he stepped into her back and I could see his erecting penis push up her back. Although I hated to admit it, they. I jumped up from my seat and gave him a huge hug and kissed him on the cheek in greeting and the feeling of his hands on me brought back some wonderful memories. He pushed me back from our embrace and looked me up and down. “Wow, you look amazing,” he said.While Jacque and Chris did the man-hug thing I went back to my seat and angled myself slightly on the sofa so I could be facing Chris when he sat down. As I did, I noticed that the fabric of the skirt fell to the sides of both of my legs.