.as he slid his saliva soaked cock out of my mouth, I began to lurch forward, please don't take it out I thought to myself. My loving wife noticed and... said, don't worry dear, you'll get to suck it for a while, no need to rush. She gently explained to me that sucking cock is an art form and should be treated as such. She told me, don't rush the cum, let him facefuck you for a while and you'll be rewarded with a much thicker and creamier load to swallow. Taking her advice, I relented and invited. A thousand thoughts went through my head and I must have certainly had apanic looking expression on my face."Ma'am, anything wrong?" he said with a worried look on his face. I managed to shake my head slightly, I certainly couldn't speak, both forfear of being read and my throat had almost closed from fright. Now, Ireally know what someone says when their mouth went dry from fear.I opened the storm door, took the package and with a shaking hand, signedT. Kelly. "Thanks and have a good day," he. Completely topless, Nÿte lay down on top of Doug, squashing her full breasts against his wounded chest. Mewling with pleasure she rubbed her tits against him, smearing her pristine white skin with his blood.Doug span between competing emotions. There was a fantastically lithe woman lying on top of him, rubbing her breasts against him. As much as he wanted to, to not respond to that would be to deny being both human and male. He couldn't stop his arousal growing in the same way he couldn't. Hethen placed a pink head band on Mark's head, helping him to pull hishair back and strangely kissed his forehead."Is that better my dear," said Philippe. "Your hair is beautiful, but wemustn't allow it to cover those amazing eyes you have."He again put his arm around him to keep him warm, as it was a verybreezy day."Thanks," said Mark, as he just smiled, having no idea what to say as hewas now being caressed, as Philippe rubbed his shoulders through theshawl.As the carriage stopped this time,.