"Don't call me, back: I'll call you, when I have a reccomendation to show you." I hung up, grabbed the bourbon bottle, and went to the spa, where I to...ok a long frothy drunken relaxing jacuzzi, and fell asleep dreaming that his sexy wife was riding me in the foamy water. After I awakened and dried off, I discovered the executive wardrobe cabana and put on a pastel-purple silk robe and wandered back into the office, for more liquor and maybe to do a little work. Hungry and restless I picked up. “I thought it looked nice, so I got it. I do know it wasn’t cheap.” “I think it’s African, maybe from a Southern tribe.” He said happily and began to dance to the drums, double stepping from side to side as his hands wondered over my little tush. His cock was practically up in my face as he was reaching over me to massage my lower back and I kept opening my mouth hoping some crazy accident would remove his whatever you call that and I could wrap my sweet lips around his manhood.. At the same. He went back and forth between her pussy and my mouth until he was ready to cum.Tabitha and I both got close together so he could cum on our faces."I'm cumming," Damien shouted as he came hard covering our faces with his cum. He collapsed backward onto the couch. His chest heaved up and down.We both licked and kissed each other until we got all of his cum off. We joined him on the couch. He wrapped his big arms around us both."No more guys right?" Damien asked both of us."Nope," Tabitha and I. “You know, darling, I reckon that this is nectar of the gods, and a man could probably live off this alone!”She giggled and told me not to be so daft, although I could tell she was pleased by the compliment – and it was not far off the truth. I kept licking and swallowing, very much enjoying again the taste of her on my tongue.Of course, that’s not all I did with my lips and tongue, and she was soon making the small squeaks and sighs that told me I was taking her somewhere she wanted to go. I.