The jig was up anyway so I figured I might as well enjoy it.I got down off the bed and crawled on all fours between his knees. Someone had turned off ...the TV so the sounds of my sucking filled the room. Jim began to grunt, and grabbed my head again, and started to really fuck my face. I knew he was close, and I gagged a little because of his forceful fucks, but I relaxed as much as I could knowing Jim was about to shoot.That was when I heard a grunt to the left of me and something warm and wet. "Syrup, too," I said, and when she didn't comply, I became short with her."Look, I'm starving and if you don't start eating I won't get anything to eat. Not eating will make me edgy, and when I'm edgy, I can't perform, if you know what I mean." Please eat, Sammy. I'll try to eat, too."I dived in to the waffle, steak and eggs. Cynthia took her time, cutting small bites and chewing slowly. I cut the second steak in two pieces."Take it all. I'm not very hungry," she said.I cut a small bite of. It stood straight up rigid and the tip shinning with her spit . Mr A had only seen this toy a few times and never seen her be able to handle it all . He watched as his wife leaned over and licked the large balls on the base and ran her mouth from the base to the tip wetting every inch of this monster cock. Mrs R sat up and straddled over it so Mr A could watch as she sunk down and the head of the rubber dick split her dripping cunt open. She gyrated back and forth only taking the head in. He realized in horror that she had worn him out sexually before he had even started. “Oh … what is wrong?” she asked her voice laced with mock concern.To add to his humiliation, Wendy did not change her two finger grip on his penis, and showed that it had just lost the battle with her fingers by sliding the loosely fitting “O” by continuing her circular movement. For some reason, this highlighted his inadequacy and poor Bobby began to break out in a sweat. No matter how hard he tried, and what.