" He then took a step closer and shook his hips side to side so that his cock lightly grazed my lips. He then told me to open my mouth. I told him tha... I didn't want to and that Krissy, my wife, would be back in a minute and she'd suck his cock. He then said, "You misunderstand me. I'm not asking if you want to suck my cock. I'm telling you to suck my cock." Those are apparently the magic words, because I then opened my mouth, reached around with both hands to grab his ass cheeks so that I. He should be, because I’m good at sucking dick. It was the one thing you admired about me. A talent, you said, to make my tongue swirl and float so you couldn’t tell where the next sensation would come from. At one time I had the idea you liked more: my wildness, the way we fucked, unreservedly, with me on my knees, back arched, beckoning. I thought I read something loving in your expression. But you never said, so maybe those things were fancies of mine. Instead, you told me my lower lip stuck. ”Kim and Taylor looked at each other then nodded yes. My mistress looked at me.“I want you to jerk off. Remember you can't cum till I say so.” I looked her in the eyes. As I grabbed my cock and started jerking. “What do you mean he can't cum till you say so?” Taylor asked.“It means exactly as it sounds. He can't cum without my permission. It's my way of saying I own his cock and his orgasms.”The two girls looked surprised that a man could control himself so well. As I stood there. Yeah... I know, pretty lame... I mean me on the spare bed in that house and jacking my dick to the idea of her lady friends fucking me in that house. Oh if fantasies could come true, god damn it to motherfucking hell!Well since 1997 when I first started house watching for this cunt nothing ever happened. I'd even once held high hopes that the cunt owner bitch would ball me herself on a regular basis as the friendly neighbor thing to do, but no such luck :-( But on July 3rd of 2013 I finally got.