“Now,” Fat Bud said as he looked at me with his bright blue eyes, “We’ve got to finish you off here. I see a hard-on with MY ASS written on i...!!” “Not before it gets my tongue again!” I honestly wanted to tongue his ass as much as possible before fucking it. It wasn’t that I wasn’t planning on using commercial lube; it’s just that I love rimming, and I never get the chance to get this close to an ass this big, this beautiful, and this perfect. So, I wasn’t going to pass this opportunity up!. My wife is divorcing me anyway." You know what she say to me today? She say why don't you come over to the house in the evening because Doctor Westphal always come home late anyway. I tell her thas no good — we have to be careful."Westphal laughed as he squeezed and kneaded her ass. "Does she still get off on being humiliated?" Oh yeah. She like to be called a cow, and yesterday I have to pretend I am milking her. You wife is one fucked up lady." Don't I know it. I spent the first three years. As a wanker I’m obsessed with seeing girls show, which after all is the only way I get my sex pleasure. That means if I see a mag, I have to have it. When I read in the Sport about Miss Debbie Quorel’s studio in Stoke on Trent, I had to go there, even though it was miles, and look at the photos in the catalogue the lady on reception had. I was hoping Miss Debbie might be there, even be in the middle of a photo-shoot and pop out the door wearing a sex-queen outfit to talk to the receptionist,. ”“So a man it is, then?” I asked.“Do you mind?”And truly, I didn’t. I wasn’t the jealous type.Zaleah is a beautiful woman, and I caught men and women alike checking her out. Allow me to describe her a little. Zaleah has long, wavy brown hair past her shoulder blades, a killer curvy, thick body and D-cup sized tits.After going over people we knew, including a few she worked with, we decided it was best to find someone and someplace far enough away to try this out. We found a Married, but looking.