I sat down and began to suck his cock. I hadn't been able to tell before in the dark, but it was huge, not long huge, but around huge. I'm talking lit...erally, coke can size. I was in love. I sucked him for about five minutes before he asked to return the favor. So he say down and started sucking my cock. It felt great. Soon after, I started rubbing our cocks together and he asked me if I wanted to kiss. I replied by shoving my tongue down his throat. I looked up from our hot make out secession. My cock's rigidity behaved like a barometer of my sexuality. When it was hard I felt strong and protective towards my partner but now it had been reduced to a soft little stalk I felt weak and vulnerable. I gave a little whimper of delight as his rigid organ nudged against my dripping lips. And he leaned over to whisper in my ear."I don't want anything to do with him in front. D'you understand." Mmmm!" I murmured under the muffled folds of my skirt as I wriggled my frustrated cunny against. I was dressed very conservative; a short black flowing dress that was pretty modest. I was wearing seamed nylon hoses up my thighs and a pair of nice stiletto heels, which made my toned legs, look even longer and sexier….After dinner I went back to the private bathroom off of the master bedroom. I was done with my business and opened the door to find one man standing in front of me. I barely had met him some time ago, as a friend of my friends…I paused; not knowing what to say; but them the. I had certainly gotten what Iliked. What was the old saying? Be careful what you wish for - you mightget it? I had been handed a case where nothing made sense. Then I had totrack down a man with only the knowledge that he had apparently taken anescape route into the farm country of Oklahoma. To make it worse, he hadapparently disguised himself, possibly by plastic surgery. If I got thisguy, I was going to treat myself to a case of imported beer and avacation. Maybe I'd do some fishing. I hadn't.