I am a lover of the female gender in every way. I love to touch, taste and feel my way through love making, to be adventurous and try everything at le...ast twice. I am more than than wham-bam thank you ma'am. But she was from a highly conservative, Christian family of ministers she felt shame to even talk about it. I have to say that she did come a long way in our early years but the sex, to say the least was very vanilla. Only kissing, no touching her sex, no experimenting, no foreplay for me.. She always looked so tantalising attractive in the business suit she wore and that tight black skirt and black silk stockings made me think about her every night at bedtime. And she being the boss’s secretary I thought I wouldn’t have a hell in one chance with her, IK mean a girl like that – ten to one she would be having an affair with her boss – the time she spends in his office, well who could blame him for that. And me having the full red blooded mind of an avid male imagining her bent over. I was deeply concentrated on answering the age old question as to whether my pint was half full or half empty when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to find the beautiful woman smiling at me. "Stick out your hand." I did half expecting it to be slapped when she placed her hand over mine closed my fingers around something soft and lifted my hand to my face. Her scent enflamed and enchanted me."I want a sample."She took my hand and led me out the back door to a quiet corner of the parking. ”“Julie…”“Misty, Daddy. When we’re both stark, bollock naked and at least one of us has got the horn up to his eyebrows, then I’m Misty.”She took my hand and guided it to the protruding end of the massive dildo.“We shouldn’t.” I said knowing that there was no fucking way I could stop now.“I know we shouldn’t. That’s what makes it so fucking delicious. Now let me see you suck my juice off that while I suck that fucking prick I’ve been lusting after for so fucking long.”I pulled the dildo from.