‘But we could have an affair.’ Ben can’t believe what he’s hearing. ‘You could do that?’ ‘Had you asked me a few years ago, I’d have ...aid no. At this point? Probably. At the very least, I’m willing to try.’ She rubs her hand over his crotch once again. ‘Are you game?’ Ben doesn’t answer. Instead, he pulls her into his arms again, his way of dodging her question, of avoiding telling her about the state of moral ambiguity he finds himself in. After another heavy smooth, replete with dry humps. ??Please,? I said, looking around nervously to see if anyone was watching us.?Please what?? Mommy giggled.?Please can we stop,? I said in almost a whisper, ?Just beat me already.??Sure thing!? Mommy chuckled, ?Since you asked so sweetly, Mommy will put you out of your misery. Okay??I nodded desperately, ?Yes Mommy.?Mommy rolled her eyes at me, getting ready to serve again.The final serves she launched were fired almost directly at me, causing me to flinch and flail while trying to put up any. Plus," she added thoughtfully, "it'll give you time to sort things out at home." She made sense. I was so mixed up in my misery; I hadn't noticed Nick's absence. "What new job?" I asked between sniffles. "He's working for a ship’s supplier in Rotterdam and is having the time of his life chasing some 'stupid fucking' boat around Europe, making sure the crew have everything they need," Kirsten explained somewhat bitterly. I smiled wryly at her disapproval but felt happier knowing that I didn't. Nun bekomme ich von hinten eine Art Maske übergezogen, welche sich in in meinem Mund einhakt um ihn offen zu halten, trotz wehren kann ich nichts dagegen mach und mein Mund ist nun dauerhaft geöffnet, bereit gefickt zu werden. Harley kniet sich vor mich auf den Tisch, ihr dicker Schwanz schwingt vor mir und am Ende hängt ihr großer Sack, der bestimmt voll mir dickem weißen Saft ist. Langsam schiebt sie mir ihren Schwanz in den Mund, er füllt meinen Mund ganz aus und ich merke, wie er sich an.