.Spaghetti!" Celia thought to herself and put it in the microwave. When it was finished, she put cooler spaghetti sauce on it from the refrigerator an... brought it to him at perfect temperature.Andrew took the food and looked at it. "Listen, bitch I am not five years old. Lay on your back where a whore belongs, I have a surprise for you anyways." Celia layed on her back with her cunt in the air. Andrew took the spaghetti and pushed it in her vagina. Hearing the airbubbles and sloppy noises. His body shuddered. "Does your wife let you fuck her mouth?" I asked seductively, just like the horny school girl I dressed like. "Not fuck her mouth. She used to suck it. But she didn't do it for very long, and it was never any good." He replied. "Awww, that's too bad." I said just before I opened my mouth wide and swallowed his thick cock. He moaned as it slid over my tongue and went deep into my mouth. I took all of him, stopping only when the head of his cock was at the back of my throat. We brought her things in and then went out to lunch. We spent the day having fun and talking. We had the best conversation like we always do. When we got back home, we went out on my ATV to see my property. It was a lot of fun. After we got back to the house, we started a fire on the back deck and had some wine. Our conversation turned very personal. She told me that she had recently broke up with her boyfriend. She admitted that she hadn’t had much luck with guys lately. She said that there. Giles couldn't be certain butit looked to him like Madame was a little flushed - was she aroused? Nomatter, here was his chance."Ooh yes, Madame, very much thank you. But I think someone else enjoyedit a little too," said Giles."Cheeky!" said Madame but this was more playful than scolding and as shesaid it she seemed to relax further undoing the bun and shaking out herhair, "What are you after, eh, you naughty boy?" Well, I was just thinking if I don't see you for four weeks, I'd likesomething.