I had to think. I knew the male voice belonged to Jack Robbins. He and his wife, Marcie, had moved into the area the previous fall. He was a big guy; ...robably a couple inches over six feet and he tipped the scales well over the Mendoza line. Marcie was a mousy little blonde woman, thin and quiet. Jack liked the sound of his voice and did most of the talking for both of them.As I walked, my anger began to mount. I had never cheated on Grace. I had always given her everything she wanted. If. She would do that when someone was around and we couldn't fuck or make noise while enjoying masturbating one another without being seen or heard, such as when we were in the back seat of the station wagon as I mentioned earlier or when sharing a hut on the shore of the Caspian Sea with George and his wife. At those times she would throw part of her burqa over both of us and she would jerk me off quietly. When I shot my load she would try to catch my cum in her hand and then share tasting it. Thenhe patted his bottom gently. "There you go sweetie, all safe andsecure." He kissed his cheek unsure why he'd just called his sonSweetie."D, daddy, can I sleep with you tonight?" Danny bit his lip afraid hewas going to be rejected.Instead James held out his hand to him. "Come on then let's go to myroom."Danny slept soundly the rest of the night cuddled in his daddy's arms.James fell asleep wondering how he was going to handle his son wantingto be a girl. But he knew one thing for sure. He. It was the perfect size for me to suck as I gag on big cocks. But with him, I could bury my nose in his pubes and suck his cock as I wanted.It wasn't long until I too was head-to-toe naked and on my back on his bed as he pushed my legs back and began eating my asshole, pushing his tongue deep inside at times and driving me wild.Within minutes, he had a condom on, my feet over his shoulders, and his cock in my asshole pounding hard. And I mean pounding hard. The bed was shaking and banging, the.