But one thing I have thought about is going down on you after we have had sex. It is called 'eating a cream pie' and from what I can tell, it is a fai...ly common thought among men. From things I have read, there are two main things that hold most men back from fulfilling this wish. One is that they are afraid eating cum will make them appear gay, to both their mates and themselves. Strange how we think, the desire to do it is okay, but if we actually do it, it makes us gay."Kara asked, "What is. None was found. Neither the computer nor I seemed to reach a compromise, as I was not going to magically turn the power on, nor was it going to stop it’s complaints. My hair pulling seemed to be the only way to deal with the computer’s pain. At least our pain would be mutual. A neighbor who was sharing my confusion over the loss of her blow drier knocked on my door and explained that she had called the power company and discovered that due to some mistake somewhere in the stupid city we lived. Cheryl then looked directly over at me and grinned as Randy thrust the entire length of his shaft deep inside of her. "Your big cock feels sooo.... delicious!", moaned my wife as Randy worked his penis in and out of her opening. Randy really seemed to enjoy ridiculing me as he taunted, "Take a good look at this, Mike. This is how a real man fucks a woman. Your wife doesn't want some little pencil dick like yours, she wants a nice big cock like mine, don't you Cheryl?". Cheryl was rocking back. I don't mean to criticize you; it's your choice on how you live your life. There is nothing wrong with you or your life style; it's just wrong for me." I gave her a little hug and started to walk away; I had to get to work."Maybe we could have a little fun?" Becky had stepped in front of me."Why this sudden interest in me? I know we had a good time Friday but according to what you said, it was not that big of a deal to you. So why this full court press?" I enjoyed our night together but more.