The question—or accusation—never came.The longer it went, the more guilty I felt and then I got really irritated with the guy because he should ha...ve been criticizing me. I was sitting there getting more and more upset with him just because he wasn’t getting upset with me. I deserved to be raked over the coals but he wasn’t doing it. I was about to explode and didn’t have a single reason to do so.No reason if you don’t count having nearly been strangled to death by would-be porn kings. Oh, my. I stuck my tongue out and flicked it along the underside of his stiff, throbbing cock as he fucked her face. He pushed deeper down her throat and I lapped at his heavy, cum-filled balls as they slapped against her chin. I could practically taste the sweet sperm that was boiling up inside them. I watched Brooke's neck muscles bulge as she corkscrewed her mouth on and off of the fat shaft, working it even further down her throat.Suddenly he yanked it out of her mouth and she opened wide, stroking. " I'm not a cop," I reminded her. "But that's okay, bring it on. I'll just make it a point to parade you around my apartment in the nude all during the game when it's my turn." If the Mavericks ever win." That's when the Mavericks win, not if," I corrected."Dream on. But anyway, you want to see me naked, huh?" Sandra asked, an evil look in her eye. "You might not be a cop, but you sure are a pig!" Another round of laughter from her while I shook my head."Is there anything else?" I asked. "I do. Their wicked plans enflamed them withpassion, and the two of them fucked through the night,not caring that there would be hell to pay or thattheir affair might ruin their lives. All they caredabout was pleasure.XXXHenry made an overly sharp turn into his driveway,almost running his car onto the front lawn. He’d had noluck with the women he’d met on his business trip andhe was sick and tired of pleasuring himself by hand. Hecouldn’t wait to come home and please his lady..