I scooted my ass in between his legs and then draped mine over his. Taking his cock in one hand I slowly enfolded him between my legs, trapping him ...between my soft, pantyhosed thighs. Steve gave a strangled gasp. Clearly this was wonderful for him. I began gently rocking my legs, allowing him to slide between my nyloned thighs. I gazed into his eyes. "Is this good for you baby?" I asked. He groaned again. "You'll have to answer me." I said, stopping for a moment. "Yes, yes darling." He . And maybe, perhaps, because when he resisted he got the belt; and he doesn’t like the belt. He didn’t suck cock that often, maybe once a month or so, just enough to remind him of what it was like to feel a man’s hot meaty cock grow hard and thick in his mouth; what it felt like when it started to spurt hot thick cum in his mouth.After a while, sucking cock just became a regular part of his experience. He didn’t love it, didn’t enjoy it, and still felt humiliated by it… and freaked out when I. 6, brunette also chunky, she had on a pair of denim cut shorts and a red tank top. I would not say we're overweight but you could call us Yummy Mummy's. Anyways we had the whole day to ourselves and ended up in this roadhouse restaurant in town, we sat in the bar had dinner then a couple drinks afterwards. That's when these 2 Black men came and started chatting us up. They were from out of town just working here a few days. Jordan was 26, 6 feet tall short curly hair and very muscular, Zion was. I squatted before her and put my hand on her leg and one knee on the ground. "Now we have four horses, but no way to hitch them up."She nodded and gulped."Never saw anybody die before," she said quietly. "That was awful"I handed her my canteen, and she took a good draught. So did I and then another before I corked it closed. The liquor burned its way down to my riled member."My husband will find me," she said, nodding to herself."Not tonight." I stood. "But we'd best make a small fire just in.