You lick all up and down the shaft, starting with the base and moving your way up to the tip. You do that from both sides, the top and then the bottom... of my cock. Finally, you position your head directly on top of my penis and since it’s so erect and hard, you don’t even need to use your hands. It’s like a Tower. You take my cock’s meaty head into your mouth slowly and feel it’s smoothness. It is getting hard as you blow me. You suck gently on my cockhead and love the way it’s ridges feel in. )‘You know why you are here, Raghu?’, she asked me as she took my hand in hers and placed it on her already erect nipples and started massaging her breasts.‘Uh… I don’t’, I stuttered.‘Oh please, don’t pretend.’, she said as she winked at me and proceeded to remove my shirt and pants. After making sure that she had given me her consent, I stripped up in a jiffy and literally tore open her clothes. She wasn’t wearing any bra or panty and unsurprisingly, she was dripping wet.Her luscious breasts. And if I happened to be with him, I didn't get a choice.We'd always make fun of the women who would call up who thought they knew everything and the way she would pound on them until they finally admitted they might not be acting rationally. Just like Wanda pounded on me. I knew she kept going a couple of times so she could try one more thing to get me to take a look at what I was too dense to see on my own.Did I really believe that if I talked things over with Jack, he might not want me to be. The meal was great, the wine went very well with the food and eventually I was allowed to help clear up in the kitchen which gave me a good chance to assess the lady’s assets as she moved around the kitchen and dining room. The dress she was wearing was silky and very elegant but didn’t show off much more than a nice slim waist and slightly flaring hips and somewhat rounded butt. The top of the dress completely disguised any shape so I had no idea if her boobs were big or small.With dinner out.