She tore at his shirt, indifferent to the destruction that her fingertips wrecked, to the havoc that she, that brilliant and beautiful muse, inspired....Animalistic, her tongue traced a line down his chest, tasting the outline of his beating heart, frantic and wanting, beneath her lips. She kissed the seams of his skin as she unbuttoned his trousers, and felt as he tensed in anticipation, as she lowered her mouth to his erection. Her tongue worked in small, agonising circles, building into a. Slowly she turned to face the younger man that she still considered her son-in-law. She looked him up and down and her nose wrinkled in displeasure.Unbuttoning her coat she started in on him. "Go and have a shower and put on some clean clothes," she ordered, "I'll put the kettle on while you're doing that." Helen..." began Ben."No," said Helen firmly, "do as you're told and we'll talk when you come back down."Ben didn't have it in him any more to fight; he felt his shoulders slump in defeat as. So i decided that he would cum in my mouth and the thought of it excited me so with my other hand i started to stroke my clit it to was wet and sticky with my love juice.He is about to cum i said to my self so i held his cock just as his cum hit the back of my throat in sharp spurts just like it came out of a water pistol.It was much thicker than his love juice it was creamy like condensed milk as he filled my mouth with each frust i had to keep swallowing to make room for more i did not. Few of them were sitting down having drinks. These ladies were hyped up and started asking for a booze. I ordered a dirty martini and the ladies had shots. I was shocked to know Bengaluru girls like them having shots and I was looking at them the whom time.They took around a couple of shots and was drunk to the core. I had taken a drink but was not that drunk. Because if I end up being drunk my plan of having them later will be a disaster. So with a plan in my mind. I played the game. Waited.