I moaned as she sucked gently and bobbed her head up and down my cock. To my dismay, she pulled her face off as soon as I did. “No, I didn’t say a...nything. It was the TV,” she said, then quickly put a finger to her lips to shush me, though she had a smile on her face. I pinched my forefinger and thumb together, sliding them over my lips in a zipping motion.She continued. I closed my eyes and let my head rock back as her warm mouth slid up and down my cock, popping off to quickly say something to. "'Course, when I think of some of the boys that Brit's brought home ... I think I'd trade age for intelligence and a future..." Dammit, Steve," I said, "how do you think your father in law felt when YOU first waltzed in the front door with HIS daughter?" Good point, Dan," he said. "But still ... Eighteen. You know you're sort of a legend around the lunchroom now..." People need something to talk about," I shrugged."Yeah, but a forty year old engineer with an eighteen year old wife, that's. "You want some water, pet?" "Yes, sir. Please." And then he walked off. I wanted to take the blindfold away. I dug my nails into my palms instead. Do not screw this up anymore! I heard the vessel clang. My eyebrows pinched at the sound. He could not possibly..."There, drink." His hand went around my nape and he pushed me down. He'd got me a fucking dog bowl to drink from. I wanted to laugh, but I was smart not to. Today's theme was pushing limits it seemed like. Still, a sip probably wouldn't. ” said Charles as Andy made a bee line for Liz Truss, “I said wear trousers, didn’t I, so she wears a fucking skirt, somebody stop him before we have another constitutional crisis.”Camilla soothed Charles, “Be calm, deep breaths,” she said “Don’t have a heart attack, he’s not worth it.” The equery got to Andy before he had even got his hand to the clasp on her bra strap, “Yes we have that in common,” Liz laughed, “Fuck Nicola Sturgeon, myself metaphorically but you physically,” she grinned,.