She flicked her tongue across the tiny opening and swallowed his bittersweet pre-cum. Tré tilted his head back and enjoyed the sensations Sasha was ...created. She stared up at him and took more of his dick into her mouth. Her thick tongue traced across the pulsing veins that covered it. Tré put one of his hands on the back of her head and pushed his dick deeper into her mouth. It touched her tonsils. Sasha relaxed her throat and swallowed his eight inches like it was nothing. Tré moaned. Then I wondered why he would let strangers and swingers have her. Her pussy milked my cock with the talented muscles that she had in there and I knew why Dad had loaned her out. Mom was what books and magazines called ‘the fuck of a lifetime’ and she was all mine. She gave herself to me to use and I vowed to use her as often as I could. She didn’t care that it was my first time, she didn’t care that I had no idea as to what I was doing, and she wanted me to do it to her. I came inside her. I clean the wooden racks. The polish smells sweet and scented. The racks aren't very dusty but I try to be as thorough as I can be. I know that if Ylena were to use her canes on me, the last thing I would want was dust and dirt being crushed into a wound by the blow of one of them.I finish the racks and start to clean off the canes, wiping each of them with an antiseptic wipe before returning them to their place, trying to remember exactly where each has come from. As I am doing it, I'm. ‘You are a boring man, Mr. Carter. All you have ever done is work. Your children are all grown and moved away. You don’t need any more money. You’ve tried twenty things since you retired and have not followed up on any of them. You’re very healthy and your required mental evaluation said you are tough as nails, but cry in sad movies. Your cock hasn’t worked well since your wife died.’ ‘Prince Tulan, I have no idea how you got all that information. It doesn’t matter. Just, please remind me never.