Finally he moved his tongue inside her lips, barely entering her love tunnel as her slippery succulent fluid was spilling out of her. His face was bei...g covered from her essence; he could not drink it all in. Pushing further and further in and out of her brought louder moans and stronger efforts to get him to hasten his arousal of her.That’s when he moved to her clit. Surrounding it with his lips and barely touching it with his tongue, she was actively pushing upwards, trying to coax his tongue. This only made her more excited and she fucked his mouth even harder. "Take it all you fucking slut! Suck my fucking cock! Suck it harder you fucking ashtray!" He was having trouble breathing but he could still coherent enough to see what else was happening in the room. His wife had made her way to the leather chair behind the desk, dragging Rolf by his cock, which was now completely erect, a full f******n inches long and very thick. She made Rolf sit in the chair and wheeled it around to where. Then he told me to hold out my hand and keep my eyes closed.“Why?” I asked.“Just do it he insisted, you’ll like it.” He promised.I did.I felt something warm in the palm of my hand. “Keep your eyes.” closed he insisted.I closed my fingers around it.Do you know what it is? He asked. His voice was shaky.It was sort of spongy and smooth but bumpy and…I realised his cock was in my hand.“Oh my god, it’s not is it?” I asked incredulously.I opened my eyes, and although dark I could see the shape of his. "Are you doing drugs?" she asked."No, ma'am. Not so much as cigarette or a beer has ever touched my lips. I know where that can end up. It's too ugly to imagine." This next question is personal, but you're claiming attempted rape. Are you sexually active?" No, ma'am." I didn't get into asking why my previous sexual history might indicate that this particular scabby bastard might think he was entitled to my wares. I couldn't see where it would enhance my position to argue with Mizz Pam. "I am a.