With the other hand I started gently kneading his balls. I thought he was leaking before, but now his cock was flooding my mouth with a stream of pre-...um. I felt him swell even more, and knew he was about to shoot in my mouth, so I backed off to cool him down a little. When I thought it was safe to continue, I climbed up on Shane and settled down on his cock till he was balls deep in me. I was so turned on fucking Shane in a moving car while my hubby watched in the rear view mirror. I rocked. Leonard knew he was definitely going to have to rent a bigger apartment if their delightful co-habitation was to continue. What he couldn't fathom was how to finance it now that his prime source of income lay stretched out on a granite slab.A possibility had sprung to mind but he would have to pass it by Grace to see if she was amenable. It wasn't like she'd be doing anything different than before except the clients would be more exclusive and have deeper pockets. He didn't relish the idea of. My cock was instantly almost hard, and I was panicking trying to cross my legs so she wouldn’t see it. After what seemed like forever of watching her stand there shy and blushing, my mind finally re-engaged. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the black velvet box. She gasped as I knelt in front of her, “Katy, my love will you marry me?” A tear escaped, standing there looking into her eyes. First it was a nod followed by a yes. I lunged up and lifted her into my arms, eyes locking with. I was that naive! The following week I arrived on the doorstep of a pleasant semi detached suburban house in one of the nicer areas of my local city. I remember being a bit apprehensive and a little scared, and I won't say those things didn't colour what was to transpire but I genuinely believed, at that time, I would enjoy being made over as feminine as possible. The door was opened by a middle aged woman, plain looking but with a lovely smile who ushered me in and introduced me to her friend.