Crawford then announced, “You know how I would handle this, don’t you, Jennifer!?”“Yes, of course, Mummy,” Jennifer replied. With that, she ...tood up and, unbelievably, ordered me to take down my trousers and underpants.I stared in shock.“You had better face the consequences of your perverted behavior, Peter, or I will be having a very cosy chat with your wife!”Swallowing hard, I unzipped and slowly peeled my trousers and underpants down my legs. Mrs. Crawford was staring openly at my actions. I turned toward him and touched his cheek and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. He looked me in the eyes and I saw it. He was full of lust and I was his target. He kissed me full on the lips and thrust his tongue into my mouth. I returned the passionate kiss wrapping my arms around his neck. It was dark in the booth and he reached up to cup one of my breasts feeling it's size and softness. My cock felt funny. Just the head of it was swollen and dripping. It was acting more like a clit. We. My cock was up and down more times that I could count. And then I decided to head outside the door for a break from all the cigarette smoke. “Where you going?” He asked. As I stood and took a step. “Gotta get a little air.” I replied and pointed to the door. He nodded and stood, then stepped to the door and opened it for us. I couldn’t help but grin while staring, then gesture for him to exit first. All the while gazing at his ass and loving the throb of my cock along my thigh. “Feels better. By the time he had recovered from the shock and would have fought from another angle, her hot, soft fingers were inside his slacks, tugging his swelling cock out."Ooooo! Such a nice big cock!" she crooned, fondling the hard column of flesh. "It looks delicious!"Her last three words stabbed into Martin's mind. He stiffened and felt the last thread of his inhibitions dissolve. He looked down at her and waited.She rolled his cock between her palms, her eyes fixed on it her tongue flicking across.