” You go get her a glass while she digs out a twenty that she gives you on your return for the night. Your sister’s is only a couple of houses awa...y, so you only got a short walk to go. You start to pack your laptop away but Jade stops you. “No rush, might as well finish your drink,” she tells you, so you dump the bag back down and, picking back up your glass, sit back down next to her.“It’s nice to have company, even if it is the babysitter,” she moans. You’re used to her talking about you like. Ben moved his legs further apart as my wife rubbed the sun lotion at the tops of his thighs and I'm sure that a few times her fingers grabbed his dick as he said yes rub my dick. When she was done Ben turned around and as Kathy was still kneeling she was literally about six inches away from his dick and even from where I was laying I could see a massive swelling in his trunks. Neither of them spoke for several moments, Kathy at first just stared as if transfixed by the sight in front of her.. It looked even better than the photo, a smooth, milky white mound with a large, pink areola. She had to be at least a ‘D’ cup. I quickly turned away, but that didn’t prevent the bulge in my pants from returning. Roxie took the CD and put it in her pocket and then sat down on the sofa and sipped her coffee. I pretended to be fiddling with some of the settings on the computer as I waited for my throbbing erection to subside. Roxie sighed, ‘Wow, I am glad that’s over. Bob, you are a life saver.’ . That evening began a training period for me with Mrs. Smythe. Each time I would go to her house, she would jerk me off saying she wanted to make my penis even larger each time. She taught me how to lick her clit and to put my penis between her legs, entering her with a forceful pumping action. She became like a drill sargent, making me work as hard as I could, but she would bask in her success and she began to call my penis hers.A few weeks of being Mrs. Smythe's hand man, she said that I.