I guess I was thinking about Bill and his fat cock."God yes! Fuck me honey, give me that big cock of yours." It wasn't long before I came hard in Chri...'s pussy. We kissed, cuddled and went to sleep.I guess deep in my self-conscious mind I remember all these little things we talk about. I have to admit knowing our wives talked about us did bother me a little, but I did my best to not think about it. It did make me look at my friends a little differently when we were all together. I guess it was. Not just satisfactory. Excellent." And that was understating the way I felt. I had to keep telling myself she was a construct, an avatar of an artificial intelligence. When she smiled – and blushed – at my response, my heart lurched. Now ... of course she was, her appearance was, what I'd asked for. But I hadn't specified clothing, and the way she was dressed so perfectly matched – I'll be honest – the fantasy I'd described, it was uncanny. She hit every one of my hot buttons."If you are. "Girls, you all know why you came here without telling your mom's where you were going. You know that you're all curious to see what a grown man truly looks like. Not some stupid fake porn guy ... but a real live cock."The girls chattered excitedly. Their energy and excitement about the situation seemed infectious. Months of secretly watching porn together as they had learned about sexuality was finally coming to a head. "Ladies, ladies stay calm" she joked. "But seriously, you know you. I moved over and put my arms around her to console her. She snuggled closer and said “you are a nice man.”We stayed that way for a while, talking about her life. Then I noticed that the top of a robe had opened a bit. I looked without being so obvious and thought, “what a nice tit.”I asked her something else about Buster, and then the floodgates opened. She really started to bawl. As I was cuddling her, the robe opened even more, and I thought, “what the hell” and put my hand into her robe.