I lean forward and kiss Claire, our tongues flicking with mutual passion my cock and balls resting on her navel and tummy my ass in front of my wives ...head, Claire and I are really having a nice full on tongue and kiss session, I move down and suck her neck and down to her tits. I start to rub my cock up and down her body from her tits and mouth to where my wives head stopped me from going any lower, after about 5 or 6 full length rubs my wife lifts her head and runs her tongue over my balls and. I sat down on the cold concrete, letting my legs dangle over the edge of the loading dock. Around the side of the building I could hear journalists talking on their phones, photographers adjusting their cameras. Not one of them seemed to notice me, or if they did they didn’t care. As far as they were concerned I was yesterday’s news and not worth an inch of newsprint. It was exactly how I felt about myself at that moment. Inside the party raged on as the polls closed and the votes were counted.. She whipped off the belt, tying my wrists behind, then grinding her hot crotch into my face. The cloakroom was only separated from the main hall by a short glass panel – any adult looking over the top would see us having sex as she forced my head back to suck her cunt. She kept her cool long enough to hand out coats to the right baby girls as they skipped around, jabbering to Mum about learning their latest dance steps. Eventually they had all left and Ella could caress the back of my neck. “That’s what’s up! Juice is in the fridge. Grab me a water.”Geo handed him a bottle. “So, are you gonna tell me what time it is now.”“Yeah,” Aaron said stuffing his mouth already. “What don’t you ask me what you wanna know? I know you got some questions.”“Uhhhhhh...Okay. Do you like boipussy?”“I do.”“When was the last time you had some.”“Been ‘bout two years.”“Why so long?”“Not too many like you where I’m from.”“Who was it?”“West Indian femboi I met in the city when I was there.”“Was it.