Don't stop.. DON'T STOP!"He pushes me down onto his dick, and I take the entire length. I jerk him off at the base. Sucking hard on the head, I feel h...m begin to tense up, about to cum.I stop."NO!!" His hips arch off the bed, fingers now digging into the sheets. I kiss his stomach, and I listen to his ragged breath."Goodd I fucking love you," he says, and my mouth descends again onto his dick head. This time I don't tease him. I suck hard on the tip, sliding my hand up and down his shaft while. Paul must know where I put my dildo, condoms and lube. He might have been sneaking into my room in my absence. Paul went to the drawer and opened it. He grabbed a condom and then came to me. He was standing near the bed waiting for my next instructions. “Have you done it before?” I asked slowly. “No,” Paul replied. I reached and grabbed the condom from his hand. I took out the condom and after stroking his cock a couple of times I rolled the condom on his hard cock. He must have enjoyed my. “You must be Nancy. Your parents didn’t expect you until noon. Why don’t we get you settled into your new room and then we can go to the stables and you can see the horses that your new daddy has purchased to go with the estate. I hear you are quite the rider and I dabble in it also because I find it so invigorating in a special way that simply makes my day. Please call me Roxanne and I shall call you Nancy.”Nancy followed the stunning woman up the spiral staircase unable to tear her eyes away. The surgeon was great, and after six months there was no trace of the scars, and I felt great, collecting even more looks than before I was married. I’ve always dressed to make the best of my figure, and after the boob job, I decided that I should adopt a classy but tarty sort of style, and that sort of suits my personality too. About six months ago, maybe 3 weeks before Xmas, my boss, the Finance Director, asked me to put in some extra work, which as the overtime was especially welcome at that.