Dan is pushing his head down over the edge of the table and Josh decides it's best to just give in, just focus on trying not to throw up instead of st...ruggling against Dan's cock. Josh opens his mouth a bit reluctantly and Dan slams his way back in, making Josh utter this pathetic kind of whimper. He tries not to gag, tries to swallow Dan, but he's left with his head dropped back over the table with his jaw open and Dan fucking his throat and he's just crying quietly now, suffering through it.. I didn't want to be the only one with wet pants! I pulled my hand away, which made him look around as if he thought I saw someone looking at us. That gave me just enough time to lick my hand and get it good and wet and warm. I wrapped my hand around him again and gently stroked downward and could feel him throb. I cuddled up closer to try to be more discrete. He was breathing heavy and I thought I hear him say "I'd like a blow job". I thought it was a dare or a command so I bent over just a. We sat silently for a minute or twoslowly sipping our wine, I am no expert but I knew this was not fromthe bottom shelf. In the background Verdi's La donna ? mobile' fromRigoletto was playing."I love the opera, though I've never had the opportunity to attend aperformance." We could go together," replied Violet."That would be nice." I reached over and placed my hand on his leg andpressed gently, "That's something I'd really look forward to."He smiled. "I'll add to my list then." He moved his. He wouldn't come around, always remaining focused on his work. I would only wear lingerie around the house hoping to entice him away even for a few minutes. Eventually I wore nothing around the house, still no attention from him. Finally I began masturbating loudly when he was home, but he would never engage. Fine, I thought. He can have it his way. I need some attention and I will find it!I dressed knowing it was on. I was out to get cock and it showed. These were my favorite times. .