He said she was off work thursday, he wouldn't be there but he wanted details. Oh and the price for me fucking her without his participation was that ...he gets to suck me off. Hhhmmm... Win win for me, I get pussy and a blow job. He told me to just text her in the morning and see if she had plans.As it turns out she did but not for a little bit. She said I could stop by if I wanted.When I got there the door was open about a foot or so. I knocked but the music she was jamming to kept her from. I thought I might cum just then, but held back. My heart was racing as I pushed the tube farther down into him. He was unabashedly moaning now that it was all the way down. When I twisted it I though he would explode right there. This doesnt hurt? Why not? It took a minute for him to get the full sentence out, My ex&hellip,he used to&hellip,do this a lot&hellip,as a&hellip,punishment&hellip,I started&hellip,to&hellip,really&hellip,like it. Feels like&hellip,nothing else… Id known Orens ex was a. I walked in among the trees far enough so that I could not be seen by the woman in her car. That was when I turned again and moved as fast as I could toward where her car was parked. There was another natural bridge up there, and that was probably the route she was going to follow to enter the wet-lands.That blue shirt really stood out among all of the browns, grays, and greens of the plants in the wet-lands, so she was easy to spot as she made her way farther into the preserve. I was wearing a. I had already finished my still hot coffee and so Henry said “Too late. You are no good as a pet and no good as a maid, what are you good at?”, “Sex!” she said looking down sheepishly… “What? I can’t hear you, what are you good at?”, “Sex!” She said a bit louder, “I must be going deaf! I thought I heard you say you were a fucking sex whore! What are you?”, “A fucking sex whore!” she repeated, “Ah! But of course you are… would you like to be fucked?”, Helene’s eyes light up like a light bulb and.