It was the same thing I do when I've sucked the life out of a hard dick.It was the same thing I do when I've sucked the life out of a hard dick. My husband had watched me suck his and others often enough to know what to do after a man had come. He did very well. Kyle dressed. I started to drop the remote control device back into my purse when I realized it was still on, though set on the lowest level. I twisted the knob one time to max and left it for about three seconds. Phillip, who was walking back to the driver's side of the car fell to his knees in surprise, and I turned it off completely. He recovered, and looked at me surprisingly, as if wondering what I had done that for. I was impressed with the power I held in my hands. To bring a man like my husband to his knees with the twist of a radio controlled dial, well, I was on to something here. And it was only Friday night! Part V The next few miles into Dallas was rather uneventful. I stayed in the back seat with Kyle while Phillip drove in silence in the front seat. I played with the boy's cock a little, but the workout from Phillip's mouth, following so quickly after the royal fucking I had laid on him, rendered his cock useless for all practical purposes. My only interest in it, for that matter, was to constantly arouse my husband, as he stole glances into the rear view mirror, and watched as my hand touched and stroked the stranger's cock. When we arrived at the cut-off for Fort Worth, Phillip pulled the car to the side of the road. "I'm sorry I gotta get off here, ma'am. I guess I could go on to Dallas with ya'all and spend the night if you want. |