And, most importantly, try to keep it as platonic as possible. At that moment, Paul caught his first glimpse of Steph and those platonic thoughts went...straight out the window. She was stunning. Her pictures hadn’t done her justice. Her attire fit the warm summer day well, cut offs and a white T-shirt. Sexy and simple. Just perfect. His mind swam with thoughts of what he’d do to this woman given the right circumstances. Stephanie gazed across the patio, scanning to see if this man that had. “What about your husband? You aren’t divorced, are you?”“No. But whenever I go out with the girls, he expects that some lesbian will be licking me before the night is over.”“But I’m...”“An honorary lesbian. Theresa said so. Do me, Ari. I’m dripping. Donna says my pussy is one of the sweetest she’s ever tasted.”Well, I did have a bed. Or at least I had a large mattress on the floor. I led her in and started undressing her.“I want to see more of this beautiful body than just your pussy,” I said.. Sighing internally I reluctantly followed, dread building inside. God he could be so fucking smooth, I thought to myself as no less than 30 seconds later, the redhead, who we know knew as Nikki, was flirting back with him. I know she saw me, his arm clearly draped over my shoulder, my fat boobs leaping out of my way too flimsy tank top, you couldnt miss me... but whatever. Being that we were in the back corner of a very dark pub, there were not too many prying eyes & I don't think it wouldn. I choke but you hold it for a whole longer. You pull out and I take deep breaths but you give me no time to recover. Your cock goes back down my throat as you start fucking my mouth, slowly at first, but getting quicker with each second. Every thrust touches the back of my throat and my makeup is starting to run as tears stream from my eyes. Your relentlessly fucking my throat now. I gag but you carry on anyway, sending precum and saliva onto my face. I love the feeling of your huge manhood.