Belinda, if this was past the limit, merely moaned, and pushed her cock closer, raised no objections.I then felt Belinda take my cock with her mouth a... she began fellatio on me. Sensation was a little dampened through the condom but quite familiar and welcome. She blew like she kissed, her tongue teasing my cock. My attention focused on my aroused tool, I perhaps started to fall a little short on my own sucking. Sixty-nine had never in my heterosexual life been my favorite thing. Either you. Just what he liked. He waited till she crossed the dancefloor to meet up with her laughing friends, hugging and kissing her arrival before pushing a cocktail into her hand. She almost got lost between the beauties around her was it not for the sensual way that she moved. She wore a tiny designer black cocktail dress that ended maybe a hand width under her butt, with thin straps over her bare shoulders and hugging her breasts upwards to present her cleavage. Soft natural color makeup allowed her. It wasn?t that hewas a failure; he just hadn?t succeeded to any great extent in life andthe opportunity cost of the lost decades spent in mediocrity wasbeginning to weigh on his mind. His eroding potential and thepossibility of a life spent without anything great accomplished to showfor it was fast becoming a concern as his age slowly ticked through hismid 30?s.His introspection along the familiar route drew his focus from the road,and only the warning from an instinctual part of his brain. She remembered back to that first time she had taken the cheesecake over to Alice and they had played together in the basement. That was the first time Carla had experienced electric play, and it was the first time she had realized her truly subservient side. She supposed she loved Alice and Gerald, but she had never said so. And she knew that ultimately, she could never be a total part of their lives, the way they were for each other. She wondered if she would ever find someone whom she could.