I've never seen fit to sell it. Ijust kept it for some reason."I was astonished, here was a solution to all my problems handed to meon a platter. I gu...shed, "Thank you Mrs. Hardaway, you're a lifesaver.How can I ever repay you for what you're offering?"She smiled again, "Just work hard and show me that my judge ofcharacter is still spot on. I believe that you can do this. But youhave to start calling me Alesia. Can you start right away tonight? I'mdesperate for some help."Before I had a chance. . I have had many a cum fountain in front of my wife in the past, it was a shame she never liked to see me wanking and shooting off!While we were watching the tv I would be bursting to cum, if she was half drunk, I would just take my hard wet cock out and slowly wank, as she turned around to see what I was doing I'd shoot a huge load over myself, I'd wait a few wks then the same sort of thing, she half drunk watching the tv, I would ask her about how long she could go without a orgasm, she. She looked at me and whispered ‘sorry I’m being such a bad girl, but it feels so good.’ The other two men went wild with delight, the whisper meant for me was clearly audible to them. She went a bit red with embarrassment. We removed ourselves to the bedroom. The man removed his shoes and socks away from the camera. They kissed some more and my woman was encouraged to undo his belt and unzip his trousers. As promised the man was stiff and she commenced stroking him. It didn’t take long for the. I could smell a trace of peppermint. The undisturbed gaze was surprisingly comforting. In the middle of the sweet gaze Mr. Santa shifted his head slightly to the right and introduced his lips to mine sliding his moist tongue between my lips. Both of our mouths engaged in a sensuous dance of pleasure. He lifted me from feet and encouraged me to wrap me curvaceous legs around his rather small but toned waist. As he lowered me to the cold concrete floor I immediately remembered my torn pantyhose.