When he did, it touched mine and like me he was already hard. We continued our kiss as he ground his cock against mine and the whole experience felt n...ce. He had a great cock and I reached down and took him in to my hand. I squeezed and stroked him a few times before taking both of our cocks in my hand to stroke them together. Moments later I stopped our kiss and I looked down at his cock while simultaneously squatting down in front of it. He was about 6 or so inches long maybe and felt firm in. It really pissed them off. They all figured that it was some malicious immature sub-talented "author", to use the term loosely. They were discussing ways to alleviate the problem."I say let's string 'em up by their figurative balls!" exclaimed the skinny guy who went by the name of Dick Weed, one of the affected authors in the room. "Not their literal balls, not even their conceptual nuts, but merely their figurative ones. Although, for some reason, I kind of think that the culprit is a woman,". Mistresses pussy was sex swollen and slick with pussy juiceand spunk, Masters cock a glistening rod.Her breath returning Mistress looked down at me a wicked grin on herface."Do white bois love bull's spunk as well?" she winked.I gulped and blushed knowing what was coming."Yes Mistress," I mewled."Well get up here and make yourself useful white boi," she commanded.I crawled up the bed my clit twitching and leaking in equal measure! Thescent hit me first, hot and pungent the smell of sex. Closing. The mortgage had been paid off before 1998, and according to my solicitors I had no legal requirement to give Miriam any share of the money when I sold the house.Even so, I felt I had a moral obligation to share the procedees of the house sale with her; we had been married for almost 20 years, and had lived amicably and lovingly as man and wife for at least 5 of those years, even if not consecutively.Mr Baker sighed when I explained my reasons in allowing Miriam part of the cash from the sale..