” She’d lick and suck hard on because she knew it turned me on. Then she took it deep in her mouth, her mouth moved smoothly on the big shaft. Ver... slowly, she began sucking on his cock deep throat, keeping up this rhythm. He just put his big hand on the back of her head and pulled her mouth closer to his balls. This man has got a cock of 11 inches! Trust me – that was the cock! And I knew my wife loved his cock more than anything in this world!She moved her head up and down, taking more of. His jaw dropped when the doctor walked in. She was a total babe; she was blonde with a hint of a tan. She was barely thirty and even better, no ring on her finger. “Tom, how are you today.” She said, “I’m fine thank you, how about you Heather.” “I’m fine thank you for asking.” He was having a hard time looking at her face. She had on a knee high skirt that was loose and easily blown away by wind if there was any, no stocking to cover up those gorgeous legs. But the biggest problems were those. “Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas,” he boomed in a fair Santa imitation. Unlike her first visit from the jolly old elf, she instantly recognized Brian’s voice. This Santa didn’t carry a sack, but instead a small, wrapped box of a size that made her heart skip a beat. She knew a jewelry box when she saw one, and that helped her forget the effort she’d wasted in planning her greeting. She asked, “Since when does Santa come in the front door?” “Ho, ho, ho! Only on special occasions,” he answered.. As I held my sissy teapot in my hand Iknew that it was useless in this device and that I would never get therelease I craved. As we dried ourselves off we knew the next part of our morning ritualwas to come, and as we looked at each other with dread we knew what wehad to do.Over in the corner of the room was a low padded bench with handlesrunning down the bottom of it, Fliss walked over to it and assumed theposition she had done for nearly a year now without a break. I walkedover, filled a jug.