I left the house and realized I never got to say goodbye to my now ex-girlfriend.I went to bed that night and thought it was kind of funny how this ev...ning had turned out. I was now free to date Cathy and Susan was left to deal with her mother. I was sure that Mrs Clay had not seen too much, but it was clear that we had fucked just as she walked in. There was no way Susan could say that we were only playing around. On top of that I had not wore any protection and I was not sure if Susan was on. She disagrees strongly with those that say porn has no educational value. She is an eager porn-addict who sneaked peeks of porn since before puberty. And growing up she searched everywhere for porn. It's amazing how much porn you can find if you look for it. In pubic restrooms at hotel for example, behind a toilet. Or in older relatives rooms or houses... At friends houses and so on. And at last online. Oh boy, what a rush when she first found a hardcore site! She couldn't believe her luck.... Work, k**s, and life in general always seems to lead to a dull sex life unless you're willing to communicate and indulge certain desires with your partner. I learned that fairly early on, but little did I know that almost fifteen years into my marriage I would be serving as a sex slave to my wife and her lover. My wife Heather and I got married young, shortly after we both graduated from college. My career in the corporate world took off quickly and since my income has always been excellent. I caught him watching me, shameless. I was wearing a mini skirt and he could guess my small panty underneath as well as a blouse which allowed him to stare at the beginning of my breasts. He inquired about a certain piece and I headed towards the bottom of the store; we got there to show it to him. There was a bend at this place, the most hidden place in the store, ideal for him to do anything if he had a plan with me. He asked me for the pieces that were in an elevated shelf, and, as.