There was only one plausible explanation... was he ready?His erection felt like a log in his underwear... That part of him felt ready, at least.Anne h...d opened her door and gestured him inside. She'd told him, "Sit there while I fix us a drink. What would you like?"Stan asked for a scotch, but asked for a glass of water too. Anne was now in the kitchen, fixing things."Glenmorangie?" she called, and Stan replied, "That'll be fine, Anne!" It was a perfectly serviceable single malt, after all.She. I came downstairs and started my breakfast of cold cereal, toast, and milk. My mother then came into the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee and sat down with some toast and jelly. She then asked, "Where all do you need to go today to look for your computer stuff?" Well, I thought I would start with Best Buy, then maybe try Fry's, Office Max, or Office Depot. Why, do you have someplace to go before or after my shopping?" Nothing special, I just thought I might meet some of my friends for lunch.. Where on earth did you find this?" I had both specially made by a fine tailor who owes me a favor or two. I had to guess at the sizes, I hope I did not disappoint."Allison was already slipping into her role. Of course, we had played these games for years so she had a bit of an edge. "Nay, gentle sir, once again you have outdone yourself. 'Tis the finest and most comfortable I think I have ever worn. But you spoke of being late? Pray, what is this engagement you speak of?" Ah, but that would be. I held her redheaded skull in place, luxuriating in the pleasure her tight throat was giving me. But quickly released he so she wouldn't pass out from lack of oxygen.Megan was a trooper and allowed my cock to be fucked down her throat until I climaxed. I watched as this smallish woman gave the best deepthroat since Linda Lovelace."Oh shit woman," I groaned as I felt my peak nearing. "Where did you ever learn to suck like that?" My husband," she said, pulling her face off my hard shaft for a.