Young? Old? Was he 'good looking?' Was he not-so good looking? Did any of that even really matter?! He decided that what did matter, was the WAY he su...ked cock; and the ENTHSIASM with which he did so! Everything else was pretty much irrelevant!Of course, when the time to ejaculate arrived, he was focused entirely on that, and ONLY that! Nothing else mattered. Not the fact that he was a pastor, nor that he was married to a woman with MS, nor that he was being unfaithful to her no matter how he. “Hi girls, very nice to meet you,” Wendy said admiring their firm breasts.“We normally meet Dan’s new girls while they still have on their clothes,” Tina joked and they laughed.“I take it you had a very successful shopping trip?” Dan asked stepping from the water.“We sure did and most people we saw thought we were very horny lesbians!” Tina smiled.He went to them briefly towelling off. Wendy took the towel and dropped it as they caressed and kissed. Dan smoothed a hand over her protruding belly. When she reaches the top of the stairs, she spins around and says, “Can you fuck my ass too?”Leon is still kneeling partially down when the question comes and he nearly falls over from the shock of it. It is as if she knew his earlier thoughts of what he wanted to do to that tight, little ass of hers and is seeking to please him. Leon puts the biggest grin he can on his face and says, “It will be my pleasure.”Jessica giggles and then goes down the stairs. Leon stands up and takes a few moments. Then … you kissed me. Puckered lips touching my own, mouth to mouth, seducing me, keeping me, making me your puppet. I shook, seeing myself from outside the dream, watching it all unfold. Your fingers stroked me, touching me, closing the gap, our tongue swirling around one another. Our eyes closed slowly, enduring the pleasure we wanted for so very long. God help me you felt amazing in my arms in my dream. You came along within me, kissing me, holding me, caressing me, and then … stripping me..