"My people have thearea secured." I'll never fucking do anything-" Oh, but you will. Robert, a demonstration."Robert blushed deeply. "Please, sir. ...lease. Please don't make me."The old man sighed heavily. "Robert, you know how I dislike using crudeterms. I implore you, do as you're told and spare me the indignities." I- I won't," Robert said. Robert's chest heaved as hehyperventilated. His hands were clenched at his sides, long nailsdigging painfully into his hands."Very well," the old. I just as quickly came back to reality as she asked, gesturing to a picture of Dave on my desk, Is that your boyfriend? Suddenly wishing that picture wasnt there, I admitted, Yes. Not letting go off my hand, but instead allowing her fingers to gently trace imaginary figures on my hand, Pity, the way you were checking me out, I thought you might play on my team. Suddenly self-conscious at how I was acting, I defended myself, I was not checking you out. You sure? she teased, leaning forward a bit. He was very obviously hard and took off his shorts. His cock bounced up into my wife’s face and she immediately grabbed it and started sucking it. She was slurping on it and would occasionally look over at me to see if I was watching and that all was still good. The look on my face was obviously giving her a green light and she continued to suck that big black cock for all it was worth. I found myself silent and it took some effort to say anything I was so entranced at watching her with her. I touched the tip of my cock, which was barely a nub between the folds of skin where it had been pulled inside me as if it was shrinking out of sight. And the moment it contacted my cock I felt the flush from the night before, and I didn’t care about the side effects anymore, yes I was thinking with my cock instead of my brain. “How much worse could it be,” I thought. My balls were sucked up inside of me, my cock shaft seemed to be stuck inside and all that was left was the tip of my cock. .