I liked watching the blow jobs.

"I liked watching the blow jobs," I said, my cock straining against my jeans.

"Oh really? You like watching me suck cock?" Samantha said with a smile. "Have you ever had your cock sucked James?"

"No Mrs. Michaels." I said, swallowing hard.

"You can call me Samantha," she said as she unzipped my pants.

"What are you doing?" I breathed.

"I'm going to give you a long, slow blow job. Don't you want one?"

"Yes, I do. I want you to suck my cock Samantha."

Samantha reached into my pants and pulled my dick out, slowly jacking it. Pre-cum began to form on the head of my cock, glistening in the dim light of the computer room. Samantha licked the tip and swallowed the pre-cum, moaning in delight. She looked up into my eyes, then engulfed my whole shaft in her warm mouth, lightly sucking. Samantha angled her head, so that I could see her cheek bulge as she took my cock in her mouth. It was indescribable! The warmth of her mouth, the velvety softness of her lips. I reach down and started fondeling her tits through her dress. I could feel her nipples get hard.

"Put your hand on the back of my head and push. I want to take your whole shaft in my mouth!" Samantha gasped as she came up for air.

I followed her directions, putting my hand on the back of her head, and pushing my cock deep in her throat. She made little gagging sounds as she deepthroated my cock. When she came up for air, strands of saliva and cum ran from my throbbing, glistening cock to her lipstick smeared lips. I grabbed her long hair in each hand, and began to mouth fuck her using short, fast strokes. Her saliva poured out of her mouth and dripped down onto her cleavage in a long strand. Finally Samantha grabbed my hips and really went to town on my cock, making slurping noises as she sucked, pulling back and spitting on my cock before continuing her oral **** on my manhood.

"Oh my god, Samantha! I'm coming!" I shouted, probably louder than I should have.