As I took Don’s cock into my mouth, I couldn’t believe how wide I had to spread my lips just to get them around the head. Slowly, my jaw muscles b...gan to relax and my mouth opened wider and wider, and more and more of his cock slid inside. I tried to breathe through my nose as I had seen Mom do. This helped a lot and I relaxed even further. Having never given head before, I wasn’t exactly sure what to do, but I just moved my head backwards and forwards, rocking gently on the huge cock in my. Our only costs would be the taxes on her flight along with her food and drinks. My wife was on the swinger site looking at profiles for Charlotte before we began our travel. She found one particular profile for a single man that intrigued her, not just the pictures of himself he had posted but also his unique profile listing along with his numerous certifications from other couples. He claimed to be a master at discovering and granting sexual fantasies for couples. My wife was super intrigued. The phone began to ring. ‘Hello.’ ‘Joyce…’ ‘Maggie is that you?’ ‘Joyce, I don’t feel so good,’ she said trying to keep the phone to her ear. ‘What’s wrong honey?’ ‘I’m tired of being alone. I… I don’t want to live anymore… Oh Christ, I miss him. I just want to die. Please make the hurt go away…’ ‘Maggie! You still there? Maggie, listen to me Maggie. Answer me Maggie!’ ‘Joyce, you’ve been a good friend.’ Joyce could hear Maggie crying in the background and tried again to get her to talk.. ”By the time Riley returned with our sandwiches and sodas, we were dressed and had our wigs on. These were about the most normal clothes I’d imagined wearing to a Comic Convention. I had tennis shoes, blue jeans, this interesting shirt/jacket combination, a black wig, and a baseball cap. Desi wore her yellow tank top with cuffed shorts that were long enough her cheeks didn’t hang out. She had red high-tops and matching red suspenders. Her orange wig was pulled up into a high ponytail on one.