." Does it make you come?" Yes,"he told me, "I shoot my load when I get to that point, but as I said, that's just fantasy."And I thought, there is a f...ne line between wishful thinking and wish fulfillment. I knew him well enough to know he was ready to move on to much heavier stuff that I knew he would enjoy, but I didn't want to go too far in case it put him off experimenting. I wanted him to be free of the doubts that had kept him locked in frustration for so long, I wanted to free him. She moans. From her own juices her cunt gets wetter and wetter. His cock starts trembling as feels himself ready to unleash his load. He roars loudly as he she feels his hot wet fluid being discharged inside her. Already wet, she is being filled up inside. Thundering against her vagina’s, walls she enjoys the immediate sensations excited by the warm shower inside. He stays till as much of his sticky fluid can be left inside the slut. He’d like to stay longer but the other men are getting more. Jenny was starting to get a bit tipsy, so I started to fondle her breasts while our guest was looking, at first she pushed my hand away, but I just kept persisting, eventually she stop resisting and let me play knowing full well that Rob was watching was turning her on.Slowly I put my hand on her knee and started rubbing her thigh, but she had no intention of opening her legs. Rob's eyes where glued on my wife and my hand, "What's wrong Jen?" said Rob, "You're a beautiful woman; it’s only. But that inequality was so alien to how I was raised that I felt tremendous guilt about it and never told a soul about my desires. The guilt, however great, never stopped me from fantasizing. If I was going to turn over a new leaf, and try to be open and truly honest with my potential partners, I needed to acknowledge this part of me. Let it out, and learn how to engage it.Suddenly I realized what was so terrifying about being myself. I was petrified about letting the dominant part of me out..