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“That’s it,” he sighed, closing his eyes. She slid his pants down over his pale, bony hips exposing a small, thin, brown, uncircumcised cock...half erect. She knelt there looking at him, her hands on his thighs. He opened his eyes and stared down at her. The foolish grin had disappeared. His mouth was set in a hard, straight line.“Okay, Mrs. Lindal, that’s your married name, right? Lindal?”
    “Yes, yes it is.”
    “Billy’s little wife.” He paused. “Yeah, Mrs. Lindal, whatcha gonna do with it?” He gestured toward the tape recorder.
    She slid her hands up to fondle his balls, which looked like a small brown bag of wrinkled skin. “I...I’m going to...to suck it,” she said flatly. “I’m going to be your...your...cocksucker.”
    “But I ain’t washed in awhile. It don’t smell so good down there, does it?”
    Lisa had turned her head away. “No,” she said, “it smells bad. I...I...can’t...”
    “I didn’t clean up cause I want my crotch to stink. Frank says you got to learn to like the smell. So, I brung you a lesson. You’re gonna put your head between my legs and you’re gonna breathe deep and sniff good and you’re gonna like it. Tell me, and I don’t want no fuckin ‘yes’.
    Lisa turned back to face him. She inched forward. “I’m going to put my head between your legs. I’ll breathe deep and like what I smell there.”
    “And you’re gonna suck my prick and lick my balls?”
    “Yes, I’m going to suck your...your...prick and lick your balls.”
    “Why you gonna do that, Mrs. Lindal?”
    “Because it’s what I want.”
    As she began to bend her head over his stiffening cock, he stopped her. “Just a minute,” he said. She waited. “You ain’t asked yet. Remember how you always have to ask Frank?”
    “I’m sorry, Mr. Silk. May I please...please do it?”
    “Well, I don’t know. Maybe you ought to see if Billy out there thinks it’s okay.” He pointed toward me. Lisa didn’t move or answer. “My guess is that Frank would like you to ask Billy,” Silk said, smiling down at her. “And Frank would like to hear Billy’s answer.” He looked over at me and gestured once more toward the recorder.
    Lisa turned slightly to face me, although she seemed to look past me. “I...I’d like to do it...”
    “Do it?” Silk questioned.
    “I want to...to...suck his...his cock, Billy. Is it all right?” Her voice was expressionless.
    I held tight to the arms of the chair and said louder than I intended, “Yes, Lisa.”
    She looked back at Silk who nodded and watched intently as she once more lowered her head. “First stay there awhile breathin it in, sniffin me.” He held her head against his crotch. I could see her shudder. When he let go, she started to draw back. “Do what I told you,” Silk ordered. Lisa leaned forward, into him. He kept her there for several minutes. “Okay,” he pushed her back. “Look up at me and say how you liked it, how you like the smell.”
    “I don’t!” Lisa cried. “I hate it!”
    Silk jerked a thumb at the recorder. “But with a little practice, you could learn to love it. Ain’t that right, Mrs. Lindal?”
    Lisa glanced at the recorder, “Yes,” she said softly, “with practice I could learn to love it.”
    “Me and Frank gonna see that you get plenty of practice. Now, suck my prick like you do Frank,” he instructed. “Just use your tongue.” He leaned back and closed his eyes again.
    Lisa tilted her head to the side and started at the base and licked the underside of his cock back and forth slowly. I could see it stiffen immediately. She paused and looked up at him, “Like this?” she said, in a way that suggested her question was really directed to the recorder rather than to Silk.
    Without opening his eyes, Silk shook his head and sighed, “Yeah, that’s good. You’re doing me just like you do Frank.” She began again using only her tongue on the underside of his cock. “What is it Frank calls you?” he