I need your cock.”Joe moved closer to her and stripped off his tracksuit. As I had guessed, his cock was long and thick with a circumcised head. Ful...ly shaved, there wasn’t a trace of hair on either his cock or balls.I watched as mom, still blindfolded, rolled on her side, and started to stroke and suck his cock. This was better than any porn I ever watched, as my mom was giving a first-class blow job to this younger stud. It didn’t take too long before his hips were bucking and he was literally. You, neither, young man,” he said to me.“No thanks, sir. My father smokes L&Ms and I have no interest in it either,” I responded.He just nodded at that. “Just how many cigarettes are we talking about, anyway?”I looked a little sheepish at that. It was a big number. “Uh, I figure we’re going to need about five cartons per batch, and probably two or three batches.”He stared at me and gave a quiet ‘oof’ sound. “That’s a lot of cigarettes. You got any preferences on brands?”I shrugged. “More a. Over lapping his legs, careful not to touch him, I bend my head down to meet his manhood. My tongue giving little laps of saliva on his balls first, moving my way up slowly to his shaft, my tongue at work, softly almost shyly. I didn’t want him to wake just yet. My tongue continued its exploration of his cock, my lips meeting the tip of his cock, which was now growing under my tongue. I love that feeling of a cock getting hard from my working tongue. I closed my mouth around the tip of his cock. Before he had realized what was happening, Rufus had used him. Trapped tight in the embrace of Marion, buried deep in her dark womanhood. Rufus had climbed atop and used him. His protests and struggles to no avail. The tight embrace of Marion pinned his arms and allowed Rufus to use him. To his utter chagrin and confusion, he had enjoyed being used. They both enjoyed the weird and sensuous world they had found themselves in. He had submitted to Mr. Mukuru. On his knees, with his wife looking on.