She never wanted to discuss why she had a change of heart. I assumed that she was either afraid of what kind of wife she would become if we got starte..., or maybe she was concerned about losing me to another woman. I became frustrated at that point, knowing that I would likely never have a chance to watch her fuck another man.I kept reading the stories, and I was focusing more and more on the passages where the cuckold husbands cleaned the wives of cum, sucked the other men’s cocks to clean. Was she still waiting for me to call and come and pick her up on my way home? Maybe she was worried about me, but then she would have messaged me. I seemed to be thinking in slow-motion but I felt panicky and I decided that I had to leave and find my wife.I quietly ordered a taxi and, since it would take fifteen minutes to arrive, I had a quick shower to freshen up. I didn’t want to meet Maggie with the smell of sex with Elaine still on me. As I dried myself, I messaged Maggie and said that. She hadbreasts that were not too obviously big but when shedecided to dress in a low cut dress, they suddenlybecame her main feature, such was their firmness. Hersmile lightened a room and she had a wicked, slightlyraunchy look about her. There was one little trickwhere she shook her hair then flicked it back as shelooked at you which seemed to say “it’s here if youwant it!”Enzos Niki had confided in me one night that Steve was prettyplain in bed. I think the phrase was. It was a young mexican man, dressed in a wifebeater t-shirt, tattoos, jeans and boots. He came and stood right next to me at the urinals, even though there were six there. He was as tall as I was, but was slightly muscular. Looking straight ahead at the wall, he hauled out his cock and let loose a hard steady stream. I wanted to look at it, so I did. He had an uncut 8 inches (at least) and was pumping the skin back and forth over his thick cock head. He still hadn't looked at me, so I took the.