.more. That's when you walk in. Tall, curvy, sun kissed skin, and a smile that could cause the blind to become aroused. I try not to stare, but the vi...e your giving off is just too strong to avoid. I finish my tea, check my breath, and walk over, pretending to be interested in whatever baked goods you seem to have your eye on. I throw out a "Good Afternoon" and casually keep walking, hoping you'll take my bait. You turn, smile and give a slight acknowledging head nod. "Ehh, Good Enough." I say. It was just something I used from my college days. The next morning I had an e-mail message with the question, “are you ready to be my bitch boy?” Damn he must have gotten my e-mail from a profile I had created online, otherwise how did he know it? I wondered. For the next six days in a row, I received the same message, all of which I ignored. On the seventh day, I finally responded saying, “Would you please leave me alone. I’m not now, nor will I ever be anyone’s bitch boy.” “Yes you will,”. I could feel Ron’s cock stiffen as he shot his load into my throat and mouth. The sensation was incredible. I held the tip just inside my mouth and ran my tongue under the tip and Ron’s whole body started to tremble. Looking at my wife I could tell she was close. She thrust her hips up and holding Jan’s head came. She told me to stand up. She then said that I was a pretty little slut. She sat up and lifting my dress she kissed my cock through the panties. She pulled them. Ooh, yes, yes, you've made mommy so wet!”SMACK!“Such a dirty girl. Do you know what I have to do to you?”SMACK!“Huh? Do you?”“Eat me!” I moaned, my ass a mass of stinging pain.“Yes!” she groaned.Her hands grabbed my burning butt-cheeks. She parted them and buried her face between them. I expected her to eat my pussy, but she kissed my asshole instead. I groaned as she darted her tongue around my sphincter. She licked and lapped at me.I groaned in shock at how good that felt. Pain burned across.