There were guards standing with their backs to thestage, keeping a lookout for any trespassers. One ofthese guards, a burly black man with massive sho...uldersand tree-trunk thick solid thighs was positioned rightin front of us. He was short, just about my wife’sheight but he was so thick that he looked like carvedfrom a big fat tree. He had been standing slightly off,but I realized that each time the crowds pushed us frombehind, he would move towards us and soon he wasdirectly in front of. "So, Millie, do you think it'll be worth all this when you receive thathuge inheritance? Or I should say... IF you receive it." She laughedquietly. "But in the meantime, Uncle Farnsworth's money is paying forall your junk food. I like what I picked for you today. Mmmm. Prunesand raw oysters and butter-cooked lima beans, all together in thatplastic tub you're carrying. Yum, yum." She watched as he tried to stopgobbling down the odd mix and got a laugh out of how miserably he. My breathing became laboured as I furiously drove my fist up and down the length of my cock, panting like a dog as her teasing smile played on her lips. I was doing this for her amusement and nothing else – where her lovers would have enjoyed the freedom to roam her body, this is what I’d been reduced to – a quivering, kneeling horny slave boy, eager to please and obey. I grunted and spurted my load over her stockings, whimpering as she let out a moan. Clean, she smirked. I have a date to get. I want to see you cum."I wanted to cum, to spew my load in the air as he fucked me. I wanted in that moment to be part of him, unified in orgasm. With my right hand I grasped my cock and began masturbating for him. With my right, I carressed his muscular abdomen and chest, "Cum in me. Todd. Take off the rubber."He looked at me with a pure lust that I could tell was becoming unmanageable for him. "Are you sure?"I was. "I trust you, baby... I need you. I need your cum in me. Shooting up inside.