‘If you don’t mind,’ she said while pausing before speaking. What seemingly seems like minutes was only a few seconds before she ask him her que...stion. ‘May I suck your cock?’ May I suck your cock? As if he had just imagined her saying that or as if he was hearing things, for him to believe what she asked was true, he needed her to repeat her question. ‘Sorry,’ he said. ‘I don’t think I heard you correctly. It sounded as if you asked if you could suck my cock,’ he said with a nervous albeit. I cleared my throat, "Um, it wasn't just one." Oh?" Sue said inquisitively."Yeah, we probably had about three ... each." About? You don't even remember how many?" Sue's grin was on full display now. "Did you get out of there with all your clothes?" Um ... no," I said. Beth spun on me."Is that where my panties went? I woke up on the boat and didn't have them on and didn't know where they were. I thought maybe you took them off. Tommy, how could you let me do that?!" I don't know. I guess it just. My sexy wife loved the rough treatment from time to time and Desmond was giving her just that. Having hooked a finger inside of her pussy again and the other firmly pinching and pulling her nipples, she meekly looked at me, but was drawn back to her tormenter as he issued his first command: “Undress me, bitch…”All of a sudden she appeared frantic in getting Desmond`s clothes removed; as she had them off of his body in a flash.Anna then issued a gasp when she exposed Desmond’s magnificent long. When I started this job, I was hoping some of those stories were based in reality, but pretty much my experiences were moms in a hectic frenzy to feed their k**s, lonely old guys, and bunch of gamers who leave the door open and money on the table so they don’t have to stop their games of global warfare. With the exception of a few of the moms being kinda cute, I quickly gave up the idea of the “pizza boy fantasy.” Until tonight! I gained what little composure I could muster, and said “Hi, thin.