. I really do prefer to fuck you, Anita" He said smiling."There is one thing we could do." He said but he did not sound confident."Anything you want, ...uck…" I said."Have you ever been butt fucked?" he asked.“Oh, no!" I said quickly, enjoying my own lies. "That's disgusting!" It is not, really” Buck hissed quietly."I enjoy it a lot and all women say it's different but feels great..." But it must hurt..." I lied again, knowing my asshole was used to receive a thick hard dick…"Just a little when. There's something very erotic to me about a soapy feminine form - can't really explain it. I guess we all have our little "things" that turn our cranks, no? Anyway, it was really nice to scrub her body. I especially liked soaping up her generous-sized tits (at this point, they were more like tits than breasts). Leaving them soapy, I slid down her belly to her pussy. The soap seemed to explode in foam & bubbles, as it mixed with her pubic hair. I carefully stroked forward and back, being very. ” That seemed to make Jim happy. While pounding me hard, and in a very pleased dominate voice, Jim said, “You want to be my slut don’t you?”I could not think of anything better. It had all changed now. I had crossed onto a new path. Where would these new choices I had made, lead me? This new discovery caused my cock to swell and become harder than ever before and the most powerful orgasm erupted from deep inside. Load after load poured from me like a faucet I could not turn off. I was dizzy and. It's so good to meet someone who's enthusiastic about their job. Diane is like that too. It must be contagious," she chuckled.She led me into the living area and then out onto a large back deck. There were quite a few people here already. I poured myself a soft drink and stepped out onto the porch. I wasn't there more than a minute when a big, hearty man approached me."Hi, I'm Paul Wilson. I don't recognize you, so you must be Diane's husband." That's right," I said, holding out my hand. "I'm.