I take as much in as I can. Then, I jerk off the rest of it. Hell, it practically takes two hands to jerk you off. You reach down and put your hand on...the back of my head, trying to get me to take in more. To take in all of it. But, once I start gagging, you relent and let me take what I can handle. Now that your cock is fully erect, I’m starting to feel a bit nervous. Really wondering whether or not it will fit. You seem to sense the fear I’m feeling and say, ‘Don’t worry, I’m going to get you. With my sunglasses on, I could glance at Tracy without her being able to tell that I was watching. She had opened her window and leaned out and was now staring at us without care. She had one hand on the ledge of the window to support her weight and the other hand down at her crotch. I could tell by the jerking of her shoulders that she was fingering herself. My concentration on our onlooker was broken as my wife took her lips away from my cock and crawled up further on my chair so she could. In three minutes I ate her outuntil she orgasmed. She clutched my hair and squeezed her legs around my head.When I was done I looked at her, she was dewy eyed and flushed red. Catching her breathshe said: “That felt great, is this how you feel when I do this to you?”. I lay down next to her andsoftly started rubbing her belly, “ Yeah, that’s how it feels, but you do it so much better than I”.She smiled, asked me if I could do it again to her. I gave her a kiss on the mouth and grabbedaround her. As Kristina thought all these thoughts, she realised that her pussy was becoming moist, and was certainly worried that her juices might leak down onto the sheet of paper she was positioned upon. It had happened twice before, and both times after being spanked and caned for her less than perfect cleaning work she was dumped back into the cupboard with the sleeping mask and shoe bag once again covering her face and turning light into blackness, and she was left there for a good few hours, at.