His pubic hair is blond and looks so soft. I reach up and wrap my fingers around his cock. It feels soft, like mine does when I'm not turned on. I...feel such a need to have that cock in my mouth. I hold it up and lick the tip. I feel the little hole with my tongue and then my lips wrap around the head. It is beginning to grow! I can feel it growing as my lips slide down over the ridge. My lips slide down to the base and I can feel his pubic hairs against my face. OMG I can't believe. We kissed again & I felt his big cock through his latex pouch, I wanted to suck that baby straight away.I had my slut clothes in a bag & Jack left me in the bedroom to change.Stockings,heels, a leopard print bra & a very short latex dress, I didn't put knickers on & rubbed my smooth wet pussy, sucking my fingers after.I came out of the bedroom & Jack smiled, I think he liked the look.He got my tits out and sucked them and gave them a few slaps, unfortunately the wine I'd drank earlier had. They stood by me because, as Mandy put it so eloquently, they hated seeing a bitch like Shannon abuse the name of feminism in order to take advantage of a defensive man. Two years passed slowly and then, as unexpected as my hell had descended upon me, so rapid was my escape from it. I came to work one Saturday afternoon. One of my functions at the station was to guard the holding cells on Saturday evenings. Most Saturday’s passed without anyone being in the holding cells, except the odd drunk.. Normally I'm not a nosey person; I tend to mind my own business, but I just happened to be looking out the window as the car pulled up and I found myself looking at one of the most beautiful faces I had ever seen. Our eyes met and for a brief instant I could read her facial expression - it said, plain as day, "What the fuck are you looking at."I went back to sipping my coffee, but a minute or so later I picked up some movement out of the corner of my eye and I looked out the window to see the.