We were however short of money, and hubby said whatharm could it do to sell my panties, so he persuadedme to let him answer and arrange a meeting, in ...a local pub Saloon bar.We met the man, and he seemed very nice, and paid mecompliments on my looks, and we had a few drinks, and Ibecome quite excited by the idea of this man owningmy panties, to do with, as he wanted.Eventually, as we had more drinks, I grew bolder,and when he invited us back to his place, I readilyagreed to go along with the. My brain was perceptually overwhelmed as the muscles at the rear of Lynette’s mouth and surrounding her throat worked their magic on the crown and shaft of my cock as she slowly engulfed my thick member. When her pale red lips clamped down over my wet pubic mat of hair, Lynette peered up at me with watery eyes. Once more, I was flummoxed by her near effortless ability to deep-throat my thick crowned cock.The sensual garbling sounds from her rapid bobbling motions spurred on the final stages of. I tried to tickle and tease, suckle and tongue the best ways I knew and he liked it. “Sit down on the chair,“ he said. When I sat down in front of him the angle between us changed. I felt his large mushroom head glide across the roof of my mouth the next time he went into me. I thought about the way my cock feels against the walls of my girlfriend’s pussy and thought this must feel almost the same. I liked the thought of his big head, his swollen sensitive head, on fire with the sensation of my. I found myself wondering if all of him was so big. Once we were in the office he locked the door behind us. This is when I got a little scared I thought maybe before he was teasing me and just wanted me to put some stain remover onto the spots. I was standing watching him as he sat in his office chair. His hand moved slowly to the zipper on his pants, his voice was husky with lust when he spoke " You did say anything, yes?" I nodded a bit hesitantly as he pulled down the zipper of his.