Wendy was upin a flash and heading outside, telling me to move it or lose it as Ireluctantly followed her and Lois.I followed them as they walked down... a cement footpath with stables on oneside and fenced yards on the other. I could not only see horses headslooking out of the stables watching as us we walked past, but could alsosmell a distinct odor that seemed to permeate around us. We stopped infront of a small room and Lois turned the door and stepped in whileflicking on a light bulb, that. It was jarring, seeing a handsome man sitting in my son's spot in our living room with his pants around his ankle. He was drinking from the wine bottle. His cock had softened, but it was still the biggest I had seen, probably eight inches long and just as thick. And it did look like it needed to be cleaned. It was covered in saliva, phlegm and cum."Yes, master," I crawled over to him on my hands and knees. I gently took him in my hands and started to lightly lick around. He tasted so good. His. " yet he was married to a woman named Pam who looked like a porn starlet. Now neither his faith nor his fake looking wife bothered me. What bothered me was the fact that this "great judge of people" would allow Jay around his wife for any amount of time unattended. Jay was a notorious pussy hound.Every year at the company Christmas party I would see the same scene. Jay would spend a big chunk of the evening dancing with Pam. Loren sooner or later would end up at a corner table with his venders. When the tip of my fingers reach your bra i let them work their way down again, to your thighs. I stroke my hands slowly up and down your thighs as you sit down on my bulge again and start to kiss me on my neck and helping me to get out of my t-shirt. By now I am so hard I can feel how it pulsate. So can probably you.You lean back a little and smile at me. As I smile back you start to unbutton your blouse, letting it fall to the floor. You unhook your bra, slowly take it off with one hand while.