Heholds me gently by the back of my head, on my neck, andpushes his cock slowly, slowly, deep into my throat. Hecan sense when he has cut off my air a...nd I am about togag, choke on the big head of his thick meat. He caneven see it bulging in my neck. He eases it back acrossmy tongue, lips, and slides it back into my throatagain, again, again. Over and over he fucks my mouth.His slimy, tasty pre-cum, slick juice mixes with mysaliva to lube his big, long, thick cock. I drool ontohis cock, wiry. " And you've told me he never asked you away to a hotel for the night orinvite you to his place." That's right, the only time we discussed sex seriously was last nightand I've told you about that." He sounds like a good one, Emma. He certainly doesn't sound like a one-night-stand merchant or the casual sex from time to time type. He isdefinitely interested in you, even in love perhaps. It does happen likethat to some people, a casual encounter leading to something permanentand beautiful. I. It was clad all in marble with a large whirlpool bath anda shower with more shower heads than I'd ever seen. Come back in here said Antonio as he was taking off his suit and hangingit up in the walk-in closet. I did and he came up behind me and kissedthe nape of my neck. I could feel him undoing my zipper. I let thedress fall to the floor and kicked it aside. Standing there in my demi-cup bra, panties, garters, hose, and high heels, I felt like a womanneeding to be made love to. Antonio. . know it's you, Wilson."I had to think real fast. What could I say? The one thing I had going for me was that it was dark. She still didn't know what I had in my hand."I... I... I... I'm sorry I woke you, Abigail. I came in to turn off the television."I couldn't see her but I heard her shifting around. I hoped she was still drunk. In that case she might believe me and let me sneak off into my room. I saw her outline trying to sit up. For a brief second she loosened her grip on my wrist, and I.