I'm no homophobe or gay basher but. come on guys what's that all about,what normal,sane man would go near another guy even if there were no women left...on earth you wouldn't catch me handling a guys cock let alone putting it near my lips. It's not that he's bent or even him fake, feminine, high camp way but the fact he always told Michelle to stay away from me, not to get involved beyond friends,not to sleep with me and so on. What's his problem, it's not like he's wanting her incredible body. "You want me to cum in your mouth do you?" he asked and I nodded back to him, my tongue sticking out of my mouth waiting for him.I felt him tense and then his hot salty cum was shooting from his cock into my mouth, onto my face and in my hair. We kept pumping his cock until I put it in my mouth to lick the last drops from him. He flinched as I ran my tongue over his helmet, before it slipped from my mouth. I felt so good as I ran my hand over my face to get his cum and put in my mouth. I. No regrets, just naughty thoughts that we would be doing this again. No turning back.----------Our wedding was superb. Close friends and family. The bridesmaids are all young and beautiful, and looked sexy as hell. I smiled when I envisioned them topless at the bachelorette party. Little did they know. Jim and I both shared a dirty little secret. They were all potential swap partners. Who knows?We had planned a two-week honeymoon in St. Martin. We stayed at a luxury hotel on Orient. “Yes.”“It’s me, Aster. Look, I’ve had an almighty row with my boyfriend and I could do with a shoulder to cry on. Are you in? I’m outside your building.”I explained how to get to the apartment and just had time to fly into the bathroom and “freshen up”, as they say.I had just sat down again outside, with a spare glass for her, when she appeared around the corner, puffing from the stairs. I poured her a glass of wine and we sat and attempted to get started.“Bad row?” I asked, good old Uncle.