I really didn't know what would happen. I just knew I was drunk and barely could see.We just kissed a lot in his car and then he drove me back to my g...rlfriend’s house. He did mention that he was married and that his wife never gave him oral sex. I love to give head, so that was not going to be a problem. I unzipped his pants and got to work on his big hard cock. He had a nice cock it was seven inches long and very long.I stroked his cock from the base to his head moving my hands up and down. Much later on, he confided to me that he had fallen head over heels for me on that very first day in his office. What surprised me at that point, though, was that given the time and attention he had been lavishing on me, he had not made any attempt to initiate any intimate relations with me. Over the years, I had had a number of sexual dalliances, purely for the sake of enjoyment, which had never gone anywhere beyond that. Nor, given my proclivities, had I ever wanted them to. I didn’t know. "The anger in his voice pulls me back to reality. He rips the plug from my ass and immediately replaces it with his cock. I yell out in a mix of pain and pleasure and feel myself tighten around him as he begins to fuck me relentlessly. Over and over I feel him slam into me, with every thrust I slip closer and closer towards another orgasm. He grabs onto my waist, forcing himself into me even further than before. With a sigh that makes my cunt drip, he leans forwards and bites my left shoulder,. “Gwen”, I asked “It seems clear to me that you must have been a model at some time, as you know how well to show yourself off”“Not really Robert, when I was a lot younger, I came to understand very quickly that my figure was my fortune and to capitalise on it, I went into glamour photography. In those days, of course, it was different and to give the punters what they wanted I learned that by displaying my body up to limit of what was legal got them off as much as stripping. As I proved to.