This man is a slut's dream. I can't tell you how many times I've cum. He's a treasure and we want to keep him feeling like it. How about this evening ...fter you guys get off work? Good. I'll let him know he's got something to look forward to -- he's up now, and so's his amazing cock. Bye!"I had a combination of morning wood, piss hard-on and just plain boner, hearing her talk like that. I remembered what she said about being assertive."Okay, slut, get over here and suck the cum out of my. There were too many people anyway. She stood there for a few moments before she heard a voice and spun around immediately. It was Nathan. She did not know he was invited to this party. “Running away from the crowd?” he inquired casually as he stepped closer. “Oh!” she replied quietly, “I just needed some fresh air.” They chatted for a while and she suddenly remembered that she had to go back to the house. She excused herself and was about to leave when he grabbed her hand and hauled her against. Just like everyone else does, including yourself!" Ok," I responded trying to assure her I could do that, though she shook her own head negatively, still smiling however."Ok, secondly, you also need to know that your mother loved your father. So much so, that she had made a vow to herself, right or wrong, that she would never remarry. Oh Brad, you have no idea the number of evenings we spent discussing that one. Not that I was trying to change her mind about doing that, I mean after all, look. “Like a sack of spuds,” Reynolds the head gardener announced.“Dear god how many of you are there watching us fornicate?” I asked.“One , two,” Cook started counting.“Fourteen sir,” Angleby announced, “This really does seem to be a sham.”I was trying to hold myself in, but her warm quim juices were rousing me and my needs had to be assuaged.I began to hump against her, “We had better put on a show.” I suggested.“Kiss me,” she said, “Tell me you love me.”“I shall not lie though your womb does seem.