My wife Alexis came to me late one evening and said she had to talk something over with me. I knew that she and Jackie - the white prostitute or 'esco...rt' who arranged and organized our various 'extracurricular activities' - had had another telephone conversation that afternoon. The rest of the day Alexis had seemed concerned and indecisive, but now seemed to have made up her mind about something.'Your know I don't do it very well.' She said. 'And I'd like to change that. To learn to do it. He felt very small and weak.Taxis constantly buzzed around the hospital and he had no troublesecuring one. He jumped in the front seat as the vehicle pulled up."Wrdyawannagoh?" asked the driver."Eks-koos me? Kun reh-peet?" he minced out in his awkward Englishphrasing."Where...do...you...want...to...go?" repeated the driver slowly and deliberately.'I want to go to...' Steve began to say only for it to come out as "Ay likegoow tooo..." in his girly, fresh off the boat voice. He flinched. But quickly I drop back down and take his cock. I can hear my lady moaning and telling me, how hot it seeing me take his big thick cock. Again to take his cock, bobbing my head, stroking his cock at the same time. Slowly I start forcing more and more in, stopping only to force more in and again gagging. But now instead of pulling off his cock I push down harder. Forcing his cock down my throat, when I felt his hand on the back of my head pushing down forcing me to take his cock. All of a. ” He hissed with a shaking voice. “But it’s such a boring one.” I hooked my thumbs into the lacing of my corset and grinned. “Wouldn’t you rather fuck me?” I sang, undoing the lacing and letting the garment fall to the forest floor. “Haven’t you been curious,” I asked sultrily, strutting to the captain, “about what it would be like to lay with the Dark Queen?” I ran my finger along the blade of his sword, my eyes daring him to swing it. “Surely, you’ve heard tales of my escapades;” I stepped.