Santos in all her wet nude glory. The soap and water just glistening off that body of hers just made his cock rise with arousal. It was so long, that ...s. Santos caught sight of it in the corner of her eye. Ms. Santos looked at Jake’s big cock. “Wow, Jake, you’ve got a real piece of meat between your legs.”“Uh, thanks, Ms. Santos.” Jake said blushing.Ms. Santos left the shower. “Hold on sweetie, let me get my phone, I got to get a picture of your big cock.” “Uh, wait I-, pict-, whoa.” Jake was. I went to my sleeping husband; he didn’t stir so I just watched him sleep for a few moments before going to shower. I had no idea how this was to unfold, but I wanted to be prepared. I wanted to feel beautiful, to smell delicious, and to feel empowered. I needed time to myself. Drawing a hot bubble bath, I asked myself, “Is this what you really want?” The answer was unknown and the question went unanswered. I stepped into the tub and closed my eyes. I felt his hands before I heard or saw him.. I hear your low chuckle. You know how much I love your cum, and your words as you tell me, "It's all yours, kitten." Opening wide, I take your now fully erect cock into my mouth. It's my way of saying, "Thank you, Sir." Both of your strong hands are now on my head, guiding me downward, not allowing me to stop at the resistance of my throat. The fingers of one hand tangling into my hair as I gag, drool beginning to leak from my mouth. "Oh, yes, baby, that's it, just like that." You know how I. We can't do anything for anyone anyway, the telephone and computer people will be here all afternoon, and the best thing we can do is stay out of their way."Gail started to say something, and then thought better of it. Instead, she asked Atwood, "I need to make some copies of all the Pleas paperwork, how much do I pay you for my copies?" Good Lord, Gail, if I can't afford for you to make a few personal copies, I better quit and go fishing right now. No, I'm teasing you. You just do what you.