I opened the front door and she came through our house into the back yard, sitting at our table I made her a coffee.It turned out she was a lot chubbi...r than Donna, I’d say 15 stone easy, 48D tits and a really pretty face. It turns out she was 28 years old and had moved here from around 50 miles away to escape form a violent partner who was serving time for his attack on her. She was single and called Kay.It also became clear that she’d turned towards girls as she couldn’t trust another man.I. As soon as we were back in the car, The Boss sat in the back, legs spread, rubbing herself, still covered in the product of male satisfaction. I watched her satisfy herself over and over in the rear view mirror. I lost count of how many times she climaxed as we sped towards her penthouse flat. I was enjoying myself; enjoying knowing how very different her private urges were to her public image. If only people knew!Before we reached our destination, she pulled out a towel from a large storage. Being caught is always something that can make for good sex. Women are always there to be dominated, perhaps because we are meant to be physically weaker, slapped around and abused, in a sexual way that is meant to be appealing, frankly for me, it's a massive turn off, and I always seem to find it's the males that struggle with dominance.Most women can find themselves overwhelmed with a group of boys, but each and every boy can have his poke with her, but a man, once he shoots, he is pretty. As I looked up I saw John’s eyes firmly closed, his whole body tensed up in concentration. “I didn’t realise what a teasing little slut you were!” he stammered as he struggled to keep his composure. With both John’s hands now clamped firmly on the back of my head, I took his cock into my mouth. Sensually I sucked and slurped on the head before taking it out my mouth. As he re-entered my mouth I took him deeper into my mouth, my lips wrapped hard around his cock as he filled my mouth. It was.