” My heart started pounding again. I went to work that day but couldn’t concentrate. I kept thinking about her comment. I rushed home after work. ...hen I got home I went straight to the closet. I feverishly looked for my wife’s suit. I found it and reached into the pockets. I found my treasure. And it was better than I expected. There were the pantyhose and better still it was easy to see they were unwashed. I put them to my nose and I could smell a little bit of perfume and the unmistakable. " Do you really mean that you will doanything I want to avoid going to a foster home? Whatever punishment Idecide? No ifs or buts just total obedience? " With some tiny degree ofhope he began to promise whatever, whenever for whatever time period, noarguments, whatever Tricia wanted he would agree to. Gotcha! Triciathought as the fish took the bait, hook, line and sinker. Even Carolinebegan to grasp the significance of his agreement realising her days ofwashing up, cleaning may soon be over as. Itwas heaven! His dick was about 71/2 inches, very hard and very thick and asI looked up I could see he was in his late fifties with a grey crew cut. Hewas of medium build and about 5'11", his body was smooth and inviting and Iran my hands all over his chest and legs grasping his butt and opening mythroat to take him deeper. I didn't gag because I knew I wanted it, Iwanted to be throat fucked and I wanted to feel "used" and sore. I was inmy element swirling my tongue around the tip between his. Despite the most outrageous and depraved scenarios dreamed from the feverish imaginations of my anonymous friends. Despite all the naughty things I have written about my heroines. I have never brought it into real life. Never let Jack know. The closest I ever came to making a fantasy a reality was the day we were making out in the sitting room, a preliminary to our usual in-bed session. On impulse I got down on my knees in front of him and started unbuckling his trousers. Jack was astounded,.
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