“I didn’t mean to make things weird tonight,” Juliette says as we walk. “It’s okay. You wanted to know.” “I mean when I kissed ...ou.” I laugh in honest surprise. “It wasn’t weird.” “You weren’t into it.” “I just wasn’t expecting it.” The metro speeds away with metal on metal clanging that I always vaguely associate with a sort of violence. Neither of us speaks until the noise fades. “Anyway, it wasn’t…” “Don’t worry about it,” I break in. “I liked it...it was nice.”. And I hurriedly obeyed. While I was gone, I wasthinking about Wade’s amazing kiss and the feel of hispenis his cock — against me. All I could think ofwas how much I’d love to get a look at it. When I got back to the sanctuary, Wade had moved mypoor husband. This time, he had him leaned over theSacred Altar!Wade had stripped Frank’s pants and undies completelyoff, and wrestled his shirt, tie and jacket off aswell. He was completely nude now. But he was stillleaned over. MY WIFE ISN'T A MODEL BUT A NICE TAKEN CARE OF FRAME. AVG. SIZE BREAST AND A SOLID FIRM SQUEEAZABLE ASS WITH TONED LONG LEGS.SHE WAS SHAKING THOSE HIPS AND BOOBS WERE BOUNCING SHOWWING A BIT OF CLEAVAGE AND WOULD SQUEEZE THEM UP FROM BEHIND AND GLIDE MY HAND UP HER THIGH TO SHOW A BIT OF THOSE HIPS. WE WERE ALL FEELING PRETTY GOD WHEN WE DECIDED TO HEAD BACK TO MY PLACE JUST A FEW MINUTES AWAY.WHEN WE GOT THERE WE GOR A FEW MORE DRINKS AND CHATTED FOR A BIT AND MY WIFE TURNED ON SOME MUSIC. MY. I got one, too.” He stood up, and I got the first look at his cock since the locker room in high school. I had thought then -- though I tried not to think about it at all, given the usual teenage muddle about sexual identity -- that he had been pretty lucky when the dicks got handed out. His cock wasn’t unusually long, but it was very thick and solid-looking; a substantial dick; one, I thought now, that could hardly fail to satisfy a woman. It angled sharply upward from his balls, which were.