I proceeded to suck him off for the second time which took about 30 minutes. At the end he gave me more under my nose and fucked my face, just like he...did the first time. I couldn't believe i didn't puke. I'm holding my breath as he unloads in my throat for the second time. Then he quickly turned and left the booth. I blew my load all over the floor as he was cumming down my throat. I was super embarrassed hoping no on else had heard what was going on, but since i had put about 20 in the. ”“Martin is fine, Sir Rupert,” I said, somewhat overwhelmed. Elderly British gentlemen aren’t usually this personable on a first meeting. Mind you, neither am I.“Please! Just call me Rupert. I do believe your birth name is Flemish in origin, is it not?”“Yes, originally it is. That’s going back a bit, though.”“And yet here you are, the man behind Reginald Carstairs. Forgive me for namedropping, please, but I did just come from Buckingham Palace and as I mentioned my next appointment to Her. He reached for my wife, who was now on her knees and the lucky bastard held her on either side of her face, as he fed his cock head to her wet open mouth.Ana tried to get him completely in her mouth but there was no way. A couple of times I heard a gag and she pulled away. When my wife said this monster black cock was hard, she turned her back to him and again bent over placing her hands on her knees.Without a single word, Brad just took her again by the hips and started to push his cock into. Mum was wearing a cotton robe. As she passed in front of the window, I thought that I could see through it enough to tell that there was no other garment underneath. Then Mum was standing close before me as I still sat stupidly in the kitchen chair. She bent over and kissed me tenderly, very gently, and murmured, "Happy birthday, my darling boy. Your gift is all ready for you."Still sitting, I put my arms around her just below her hips. She stuck her tongue out and gently and deliberately.