I rubbed my hands up and down its length, stroking it and squeezing it gently. I started licking it from the tip and slowly ran my tongue down the sha...ft towards his tight balls, flicking my wet tongue over them making them even tighter. I then ran my tongue back up towards the tip, but this time I covered the tip with my mouth and plunged down taking him as far as I could in my mouth. I felt his hard member touch the back of my throat, but instead of gagging I welcomed him in and tried to take. He remained still. Just as I wanted him. I rounded my tongue around his shaft so I could have more taste and contact. I moved up and down, and he was groaning, obviously enjoying what I had to offer. My newly found ability to deep-throat was working out great for the both of us. His hips moved back and forth. We got into a rhythm, I felt I could do this all night, and I was giving that a good go. I could feel his cock throbbing, deep in my throat. He had some stamina. If I was getting such deep. "She is some work of art," Tom finally says. He hands me his business card and says I can call him anytime to help pick out things for Erika.A few minutes later Erika steps back out in her blue min-dress with the red negligee and white shirt in hand. I calmly walk up to her and slap her."In case I didn't make myself clear, you don't get to tell me how and when I can punish you. Don't ever suggest punishments for you, got it?" yes Master, so sorry Master," was all Erika could say.After we paid. “It was hubby’s idea, but Hank here rightly observed that Gautam doesn’t give a shit about me, or else he wouldn’t ask this of me. Well, I don’t want him here as I declare that I have no intention of going back to him. I don’t know yet if I will end up staying with Hank or not. Hell, I might pop up on Indian Singles Chat or whatever, but I will not return to my husband’s arms. Well, ex-husband now. You know what they say. If someone’s your ex, they’re an ex for a reason. 365 reasons in my case..