They saw them as sirens, lush and captivating. When they looked on their wives they had uncontrollable carnal thoughts of their dripping wet pussies. ...ll of these husbands thought of their wives' pussies as the most succulent fruit ever. As soon as their cocks touched their goddesses' pussies, they spontaneously combusted firing shot after shot of their thick gooey cream into their lush but unsatisfied holes.Gary didn’t know it yet, but he was going to be one of these husbands.Gary had known. All of these thought occur in the longest nanosecond in the universe. Her arrival has slowed time. ‘I was wondering if you could help me with a paper jam in the copier.’ You are up and out of your chair before she finishes her sentence, nearly spilling your coffee over her name that is hidden beneath your reports. You walk with her down the corridor to the copy machine and do all the manly things possible to free her stuck copy. You are on your knees looking for a button that releases the door.. We spent most of the day naked and in my bed. The next Sunday, was the annual Church Christmas party and fundraiser for the homeless. Every year since I was probably fourteen, I avoided going. This year, I tried to avoid it. Luke and I planned to get together at my house while my parents were at the party. However, attendance was a requirement this year. It wouldn’t be too bad though, at least I would be suffering together with Luke. For the most part, the annual Church Christmas party is what. As she bent over, the top of her scrubs fell open giving Mr. Richards an unobstructed view down the front of her top. He could clearly see her large tubular breasts that hung heavily from her chest like two ripe melons. He took in the entire length of each creamy white globe and the delicate network of tiny blue veins that ran along their length. Each smooth breast was tipped with a dark chocolate brown silver dollar sized areola with erect nipples. As hard as he tried to control his lust, his.