He had me pinned against the bed, staring up at him, his perfectly hardened cock inches from my mouth. I loved the way his blue eyes burned into me wh...n I was between his knees. I reached for him and he slapped my hand away. “Mouth only dear,” he said and smiled, he liked to challenge me. “Yes Sir, can I?” I was desperate now. “Can you what?” “Can I suck your cock?” “Yes love, enjoy your prize,” he purred and stroked my head affectionately. He barely finished the sentence before my tongue. She expressed how it felt to have her tongue on his cock, to finally take it into her mouth. She expressed her surprise and delight when he climaxed from her attention on him. She exclaimed and professed her liking the peculiar taste of his semen. It was different, but nice.Her arms had been around me, mostly around my stomach but occasionally rising to fondle a breast. I turned in her arms and looked her in the eyes.“You want to do more.”She got a shy look on her face, “Yes. Yes, I do. I want. In your room.” Patrick tried to gently pry himself away. He didn’t want to cause a ruckus, but he needed to get out of her clutches before he reached the point of no return. “What if he comes out?”“He would be very unhappy, dummy.” Sally wanted nothing more than to bring Patrick to completion. “So, let’s be quick.”“Think about what ... ah ... you’re doing.” Patrick’s legs shook.“You...” Sally bit his left ear playfully and nibbled on his earlobe. “ ... should be grateful. There’s not many big. I said – Cleo is fine, resting for a good week-end. – Then finish whatever is that you are doing and bring Cleo home so that Anthony (wife’s dildo)can fuck her as I please and the sooner you get here the sooner Cleo’s week-end will start. – OK, that sounds very sexy . . . . Bye, I’ll be home with Cleo in 25/30 minutes. Closed my stuff, realized that I will be coming in tomorrow. Stopped a sec on the boy’s room so I could fuck Cleo with a but plug that would keep her excited for Anthony. As I.