. but lately, I hardly see him anymore; he leaves before I get up and he's always coming home late – he says he's doing overtime for the baby but so...etimes his clothes stink of cigarette smoke." Does he help around the house?" He takes out the garbage; he makes a joke out of it. He's always saying that not taking out the garbage is un-American ... and he did a lovely job decorating the baby's room." What about you, how do you keep busy?" Well, I try to keep the house clean and on Tuesdays, I do. Deep down inside he desperately wanted to feel how it felt to be fucked but he did not know why; he rationalised that it had to be linked with his new found desire to suck another man’s cock.After he had soaked the end of the dildo; Gloria ordered him to lie back and open his legs wide; then she put three pillows under his arse and raised his anal ring up to gain easier access; she told him she wanted to see his face as she fucked him and more than that she wanted him to see her face as. She held the lighted stick of marijuana in offering and Chris accepted it, though reluctantly. Too many times she'd let herself loose control while stoned; it was a vice she had grown wary of."I'm no sure..." Don't be such a prude!" chided Sandy, taking a deep puff herself. "Here, smoke a little. C'mon." She held the hand- rolled cigarette to Chris's lips; first the blonde turned away, but then when it was obvious that Sandy would persist, she reluctantly took one tiny puff. A tingle of warmth. I still had an hour before her flight’s arrival, but I sat at the gate waiting for her. My head was swimming with thoughts of all we had discussed in chat, the many times she had described how she would suck me, or fuck me, and of the things I had told her about how I wanted her, how I would take her completely to the erotic orgasms she wanted. The time had come, and my heart raced as I watched the passengers disembark, my anticipations were answered as I saw her familiar face come through the.