‘My sweet, you are not to cum unless I say you may cum, is that clear?’ He asks. I nod mutely. ‘So you need to cum, do you?’ He chuckles. ‘...hen I think you shall cum, over and over. I can’t have you unable to focus, unable to work or drive. ‘ His finger softly strokes my puffy lips, so gently and slowly I want to scream. He moves to between my legs, admiring His work. ‘ Your clit is so red and swollen’ He tells me. I nod again. He lowers His head between my wide spread thighs, His eyes. After, I took Vette back to our room and kissed the back of her neck. She groaned softly, "Oh, bed now. Sleepy. Sex, morning." Sex now. Then sleep. Then sex morning." I slipped my hands under her shirt and massaged her truly mammoth breasts. I loved her breasts. They're real - not pert, not firm but soft and pendulous and pillow-like. Touching them made me want to kiss them. I peeled her shirt off."Peter, stop." She pulled away from me, "Jesus! No wonder you sleep with everyone you meet. You're. He was very particular about heavy dowry. As such many matches failed. But all of a sudden my father took me to a family to finalize their daughter. The house is very good but not so rich. And the girl was too sex. On our return journey I asked my father “can they give us the heavy dowry. To my surprise he said there may not be any dowry. You will enjoy life with this marriage. I said how . . ., You will see is the answer. The marriage is over. The first night was arranged in my in-law’s house.. Then slowly I started moving my mouth up & down on his beautiful shaft, taking just a little more into me after every few movements.He started groaning a little, I was clearly doing a good job, he slowly started to pumped me, his cock hit the back of my mouth, fuck, there’s that fucking gag reflex again. I pull back, grab the poppers, take four big hits, handing him the bottle, before getting back to work.Still I only had half his cock in me, simply not enough, I wanted it all. The poppers.