I found myself back at my desk. I sighed explosively. It had been a near thing. I would really have hated being stuck in my sword for all eternity!I i...mediately concentrated on contacting Vostich. When I got him, I informed him what had just happened. He seemed a little worried about the sword pro-actively bringing me into itself.We discussed the ramifications, but came to no clear determination of what we should do about it. He again said he was trying to contact Shabasonti, but had not been. I don’t really mind sucking cock dressed as a boy, I do it often, but it is just not as fun, so I rarely get really wild. On this occasion, however, I knew I was selling my worth to get my room. So, I put a little extra into it. I slowed and moaned. I paused and said in a semi femme voice, “Mmmmmm, this is what I needed, mmmmm yeah!” Then I worked him smoothly and slowly with my tongue and lips. He leaned his head back and drew in a breath and held it. I felt his cock jump and then I felt his. Bob was avidly watching all of this and groaned out loud as he added his juices to mix with the couple of spurts he did not know I had just deposited then collapsed over me and Nancy.The tender feelings on my cock caused it to rapidly soften but Nancy opened her mouth even wider and her tongue helped my tiny ballsack enter her mouth as well, I was completely engulfed, Nancy was still moaning in a muffled groan as her long drawn out orgasm still coursed through her, her tongue swiftly swirling. All of this information, of course, was not shared with my husband. I never shared information about any of my other dates with him, except when I came back to tell him every slutty detail of how the date went. The other big part I kept to myself was that my date for the evening was black. I had never been with a black man before, but had always found myself curious and would usually peruse the interracial videos online the hornier I got. My husband would love the chance to watch me get fucked.