And there's something about the taste and gooey texture of cum that I absolutely love. That's why my favourite activity is sucking guys’ cocks and s...wallowing their creamy cum while my hubby Mark watches. I just can't get enough cum, and the closest I’ve come to satisfying my thirst for it was at a stag party for Steve, a friend of Mark's.As part of our wedding gift, I agreed to provide free "entertainment" at Steve's stag party. It was held in a small banquet room in the basement of a local. “Oh Harry, you feel so good, my husband can’t reach the depths you can” I thrust in and out at a steady pace whilst playing with her clit. The gentle moaning began again and increased as I continued to stimulate her pussy with my thick cock and her clit with my fingers. I increased the pace at which I thrust in and out of her and her moaning increased. Again her body began to tremble and a stream of pussy juice began to escape from around my cock. As her pussy tightened around my shaft it. The door locks automatically, by the way; so don't waste time trying to get closer. Just sit in here. I think you'll enjoy the show."As he finished, there was the sound of a motor. Mrs. Lytle turned to see the curtain opening. The view was of a sparsely decorated office, a table and a few chairs. There were a couple of young men in rather old-fashioned looking blue suits sitting by the table. Mrs. Merrick suddenly realized who the men were."It's them! Those are the bastards that killed my. She had tears in her eyes as she examined her fallen guards. She bent to heal them, but I jerked her towards me. I smirked nastily at her. ‘Shall we?’ She cast me a hate-filled glare and started to walk. Damien stopped her. ‘Nissa…you are more important than us.’ ‘He would only kill you all then me. This way, no one else has to die.’ She brushed him aside and we walked down the stairs slowly. ‘Let me go guys.’ She said to her guards as they intercepted us. I should just slit her throat.