Dom looks tentative. "I don't know, man," Nate says.I don't waste any more time with them. I hit the supply closet with my dick about to bust my zippe.... Cristy is kneeling on the carpet in nothing but high heels."Just you?" she says. "I hope it's enough. If you make my pussy wet, I might do more than just blow you."She reaches for my belt, but I have my cock whipped out before she can touch."Ooohh!" she says when she sees my thick 7 inches. Then I stuff my prick in her mouth. She starts making. My hips began to rise to my hand as I masturbated, thinking of Mr. H and the naughty things we could do in that dark room. I wondered if he was laying in his bed right now and hoped he was thinking about me. Thinking about slowly undressing me as he took my breasts in his hands and showered them with his kisses. I thought about him laying in his bed, naked, with his hand around his cock. Rubbing it up and down as he thought what it would be like to be pushing his cock into my pussy. I hoped he. If the path of her affair with Mac was looked at like the yellow brick road from Wizard of Oz, that path began on Susan’s thirty second birthday. Actually, it began some time before that when Susan learned that her husband had slept with another woman while away on business. Like so many couples, the increasing distance between them had left them both feeling isolated and Tom blinked first. Susan felt betrayed. A couple of men in their circle of friends had given her petite frame with once over. I knew the best way to start would be to make love to his lovely cock with my mouth. As I began to love that cock, Ed got up off the bed and scooted under and between my kneeling bent legs. He worked himself under me so he could get at my own sex. I don't honestly know what I wanted more. I knew where he was going yet I also wanted to concentrate on making love to that cock in my mouth. Gee, now, that is almost a lie. I know myself well enough that if I was offered one or the other I know I.