He decided to take a HUGE chance and simply go with it. He cut Sherry off as she spoke about God knows what and asked, ‘Can I kiss you?’ Sherry wa...s cut off in mid sentence and taken aback. ‘What?’ She asked, almost (ALMOST) giggling. ‘Can I kiss you?’ asked Stew, again, this time far more serious in his delivery. Sherry was stunned. She sat there for a few seconds in total silence. Stew began to fear the worst. ‘OK’ was Sherry’s response after a few minutes, or hours or MONTHS. Stew sat for a. Walking to your bags he returns with a dark red scarf. "Close your eyes." He wraps it around your head tightly, tying it into a blindfold. "I have a whole night of sensual pleasure in store for you." You are unable see anything but this only serves only to heighten your other senses. He kisses your lips, his tongue lingering for a while with yours. You hear a knock at the door. He glances at his watch. 'Perfect timing,' he thinks to himself. "Probably maid service," he says, "you stay right. That had to count for something. “Then I wanted to untie you and turn you over and take you from behind, just pounding myself into you until we were both exhausted. So, as you see, while you were having your innocent little fantasy about a drop of sweat, I was going into a much darker place where you turned over all your power to me, and I controlled you.” I just looked back at him without saying a word. “I’m sorry, Ash. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. That’s probably not what you were. “You’ll love it… son… Ammi gonna make you very happy.”I licked the drop of precum from the tip. After the accidental shooting of father-in-law’s cock in my mouth, I hadn’t any reservation about swallowing cum. Over time, I began to enjoy the taste. It was difficult for me to recall how many times I had swallowed the jism from my father-in-law’s cock. At that moment, I was dying to taste my husband’s cum. I swallowed the tiny drop greedily, relishing the first taste of my husband’s precum. Then.