As soon as I got the flavor of it on my tongue, my mouth was all over it, sucking at the skin, licking up the moisture that had the hint of piss, push...ing my nose down deep to sniff at his balls; I was like some starving dog with his snout buried in his dog bowl. By the time I got my mouth around it and began to draw it in, I was lost in the world of dick and couldn’t have been more content. It didn’t matter that the owner of the dick was my enemy. All that mattered was that my addiction was. ” I said.“Please…” Sneha begged.“I’m sorry Sneha, I just can’t do it. Please don’t ask me again.” I said.I could tell that Sneha was disappointed that I had said no, but she nodded showing that she understood.“Okay Kshitiz, I don’t want you to do anything you aren’t comfortable with. I’ll try to find someone else.” Sneha said.Through a friend of a friend of a friend Sneha found a man named Armaan that was willing to pose for the class. Sneha was relieved, and so was I; since she had a male. The sensation was unbelievable. I felt the need to be bolder and pulled out my phone, clicked on the camera, and began to record this sexy wife sucking my cock. She looked at me and smiled. "Don't you show that to anyone". I pulled her head back down on my cock without answering. She got back to work, sloppily sucking every inch with moans of joy. Then I felt her warm tongue gliding up and down the lenghth of my rock hard member. And my balls popped in her mouth as she stroked the dick. I poured a couple of glasses and joined her in the lounge where she was sitting on the sofa with her knees tight together still looking a bit sorry for herself, I handed her drink to her, “Here, get this down you” I said softly, “Thank you sir” she replied as she drank half of it down and immediately felt better, “OMG sir, this is good sir, thank you” she said softly as I drank some of mine and sat in my chair opposite her.“So Sharon, do you know why you’re here?” I asked and she looked up from.