He asked me if i wanted 2 touch it.My husband of 6 years was at work for the next few hours. I could not resist touching a cock more then twice the si...ze of my husbands, 5 3/4" penis. first thing i noticed was the heavy mass of this thing. so thick that my fingers could not touch my thumb by a lot. i can reach the first knuckle of my index finger on hubby. as i squeezed it a large river of pre cum flowed over my thumb. almost in a trance, I slowly lower my mouth to suck my uncles huge black. ’ Five minutes later and there had been no movement. I was panicking by now. My hands flitted up and down, like it had no where else to go. Words of worry spilled out my mouth. ‘Oh, damn it, what do I do? There’s the interview and my work, and now its all postponed! What will happen to my business? I can’t just be here for hours waiting for someone to help us! Oh, its over. Its all over. What will we-‘ ‘Sh, its okay, Anniel,’ he calmed me down. ‘We’ll call the office.’ I flushed with. It excited me because I relived memories of better, more possessive lovers. Bill was never going to be a purely passionate lover, that was for sure, but even he could be a memory trigger.One thing that did concern me about my feeling at that moment was that I didn't just follow along willy-nilly. I actually could see the likely outcome of it, which I never had considered before. The fact that I had planned to suck Bill's cock came to mind, while I kissed him.The different outcome scenarios also. I love a lady donned in white lace and demand you retire to your bedroom to dress appropriately. You appear wearing a long white silk gown – hair flowing, looking gorgeous and smelling delightful. Such beauty and temptressness just makes me well up inside with desire for you. Opening your gown you reveal a sumptuous lace Basque leading down to attached suspenders and elegant white lace stockings. Your breasts are full and thrusting, nipples hard and protruding. You let the gown slip to the.