He reached over to his discarded trousers lying on the bed and seconds later Ian felt the phone in his pocket give a distinct throb and, suddenly, the...scene before him didn’t appear quite as unusual as he first thought. Indeed, it seemed perfectly reasonable that his wife should be sharing a sun lounger with a black man who was laying there with an impressive erection. Janice was likewise keeping company with one of the others – Ian couldn’t quite make out exactly who, given his vision had. ’ I said: ‘If you are being who you really are and some guy doesn’t like that isn’t that his problem. If some guy really likes a false image you are creating to please him what happens when the mask slips? They always do you know. Sooner or later..’ She said: ‘I guess he would feel hurt maybe even betrayed.’ I responded: ‘Exactly.’ I continued: ‘Also eventually you find that you get tired of the false self. Remember the false self is always shallower than the true self. Living a shallow life. Roberts cum was being pushed out with each stroke and Troycommented about what a sloppy mess my ass was already but still tight.Suddenly I was hit with another internal orgasm and I pushed my ass backagainst him to get that lovely cock inside me as deep as I could, "Oh God" I screamedat the top of my lungs, "I fucking love it!". As my 'assgasm' subsided, I called out for a cock to suck, I begged Troy to fuck me harder,deeper and faster. I wanted to get fucked all day and all night. He stated. That is the moment of truth...Some twenty year olds, with perfect white skin and ample cleavage, remove their bras and their tits turn to bags of skin that point to the floor. Meanwhile, women in their mid forties disrobe, and their enormous funbags point straight at you, and I am not talking about fake tits because I hate fake tits too. Some women; young and old; magically have the ability to have nipples that point forward, instead of at the floor. That's what it is all about for me.Maybe I.