She pushed her finger deeper towards the back of my tongue. Then herfinger was in my mouth, and she was pushing it in and out. "That's it,she whispe...red. Suck my finger. Suck it good." I complied, and I lovedit. "You're quite the little sucker, aren't you?" she whispered at meteasingly.We did that for awhile, and suddenly there was no finger in my mouth. ButI could feel her climbing on the desk. Her legs were on either side ofme, and she must have been in a sitting position. She patted my. She said he told her “They needed to talk.” I jumped in and asked her “Did he fuck you?“Well, yes, I hope you’re not mad. I didn’t know whatto do” She sighed. I was both upset and excited, upset that she had doneit on her own and excited she had been fucked, so Ijust listened as she told me what had happened. He told her he had a girlfriend for making love to,what we had done was not make love but sex and fucking,“right?” She said. I asked if she thought her husband would mind if I gave them a framed sixteen-twenty that they could hang; she had tears of joy in her eyes as she thanked me graciously and told me she and her husband would be honored with such a gift.On the way back to my house I was absorbed with what I had just witnessed; will I ever be blessed like that, I wondered; will I ever feel the elation of holding my own child? A cold chill came over me as feared to answer.When I got back to the house I saw Jean. Finally, he yanked her head back, freeing his angry cock. You want my cock back? he shouted, stroking it with his fist, two inches from her mouth? Is that what you want, bitch? Yes! she groaned helplessly. Yes what? She spat at his cock again. I want your cock, you FUCKER!! Give it to me!! Lick and suck on my balls, first! he said, holding his cock upward as he jerked off. Kimiko leaned forward and gobbled one of his heavy, sperm-bloated balls into her mouth, sucking on it, bathing it with her.