Especially a…” Her voice trailed off. “A good ass fucking?” Kristen asked. “Oh, shit. I shouldn’thave said tha....” She argued, “I’m cranky before my first cup.” Janet had blushed, even through her early summer tan. “Well,Jerry does have the right equipment for that.” she giggled. Kristen smiled. “I’ve gotta take a shower.” she said, walkingdown the hallway. Before entering the shower,. .joe... I tried to register in my mind who Joe was. Certainly not 'tough as cement' c***dhood buddy policeman Joe? He didn't strike me as the kind of man who would be gay...but quite possibly-Wait a second, this couldn't be the SAME Joe who got married over a year ago! I looked at the phone number and my mouth dropped. It was indeed the same Joe- muscular, red-neckish, and married to his c***dhood sweetheart-that was 'having fun' with my man. As I pocketed the cellphone, I replayed movie scenes. Boht saare bache the vaha jo seekh rahe the. Meri nazar direct vaha ek ladki jo ek white dress maiaai hui thi, us pe pai. Boht sundar lagri thi. Mere us time as if koi galat intensions ni the. Us ladki ka nam riya hai. Meri nazare na jane kyu us se hat hi nahi rahi thi. Class khatam hui. Ab to use hi dekhne jaata tha. Samay beet ta gaya kuch hi dino mai dosti bhi ho gai. Usne mjse apna number bhi manga. Mai us k msgs k liye wait karta rehta tha but koi message ni aaya. Fir kuch dino baad ek. He replied, 'I want you to cum all over my cock and tights!' And then I felt the first wave of my orgasm, the tingling emanating from my backside, my balls being pulled upwards, the spunk rising though my cock. I felt my own legs weaken as I ejaculated, wave after wave of hot, sticky cum shooting all over our cocks and his hand. He slowed the pace down, but still had both our cocks rubbing together, dripping in my cum. He looked down and admired the sight of our hard cocks and his nylons.