I looked all over the dance floor, waited outside the Ladies room and asked around. No Carol. I went out to where the cars were parked and heard some ...groans. I walked over to our car and there was Carol on her knees sucking Mark's cock and fingering herself. I lost it. I yelled "Carol". She stopped abruptly. Mark was beyond the point of no return and he came all over her. My emotions were rampaging, uncontrollable rage and fear, jealousy and betrayal. This was supposed to be something we did. There are not too many stories around and I would like to encourage some please.....! There are a very large amount of vids on hamster of ladies peeing their clothes. The majority are self filmed and it’s clear they enjoy doing it and for so it leads to a quick and satisfying orgasm. so come on peeps, if you like it write about it and if you do please mail me so I don’t miss it please. !what happens to someone to make them enjoy this? I am guessing that one explanation is that there was a. " Then get out of the truck. To me it isn't a blow job unless it includes swallowing. You don't want to do it get out."I saw a tear form in the corner of her eye and then she gave me a look of pure hatred as she lowered her head and took my cock in her mouth. It wasn't a bad blow job considering the fact that she was being more or less forced to give it and I just sat there and smiled as her head bobbed up and down. It took her about five minutes to get me to the boiling point and I warned her. “Good girl, now open your mouth. Your throat needs practice” mistress said sounding pleased with me. I sat back on my heels with my hands folded in my lap and opened my mouth, looking up at mistress with hungry eyes. She wrapped her strong hands around the back of my head as she had done before then began feeding me rubber cock, inch by inch. This cock was much thicker than the one she used before, a dark chocolate color and ultra veiny. I noticed a small hose that ran from the base of it to a.