He had a daughter my age, going to school in France or someplace, and he'd kept trying to buy me dresses, but that wasn't his fault and I'd liked him ... lot anyway.I'd liked Mr. Evans a lot too, more than Mr. Brandt even, but I didn't want him having sex with my mom! I kept waiting for Mom to come into my room and try to explain, but she never did and I fell asleep.Mr. Evans was gone when I woke up, of course. He was probably at home, being a good husband to his wife and father to my best. He exited and she did the best she could to clean up and conceal what just took place. It only lasted a couple of minutes, but if you ask her, she'll tell you it felt like an eternity in there. Full of pleasure. Shortly after we got back to the hotel. Most people at the wedding went to the hotel bar. She wanted us to go back to the room. As soon as we walk through the door. She said "I have a surprise for you." " you have a surprise for me? What?" " you know how you always tell me to show off a. This was quite enough for me, I decided. I loved anal sex with women, but…I played with him for a long time. I watched, close up, fascinated by this unreal penis and trying different methods with my hands. With the lube, I massaged his enormous glans, from which his pre-cum now leaked freely down lubricating his entire shaft. I moved my second hand down below his balls just above his asshole, where I knew I liked to be touched so much.It was an experience I'll never forget. His dick swelled. I looked up at him and caught his eyes, keeping eye contact as I took him in my mouth very slowly until he hit the back of my throat, sealing my lips against him. His blue eyes went wild, seeming to go a couple of shades darker as I slowly swirled my tongue around him. Keeping my eyes locked to his, I reached behind my head and pulled the clip holding my hair up, tossed it to the side and let my hair fall down over his lap to obstruct his view. I closed my eyes and licked the length of his.