So I'm here, typing. God, I'm actually typing my thoughts and I have a "so called" happy marriage with four c***dren. Why am I so sad, why to do such ... thing?There must be something wrong with me surely?I am a reasonable husband and a reasonable father. I am, in fact, a respected person within my local community. So why am I doing this? Sharing my soul with strangers?Do I really think that strangers could help my current lockdown shit?I don't know, all I know is that the words are flowing.I'm. I thought how unfair, he worships my cock with his mouth and i just jack him off. I shot him a text and he said "again? come over" i had just been there 5 hours earlier with my hard cock using his mouth. Little did he know i had more in store tonight. My ass was hungry. I get there and our normal routine starts. i sit in my chair and he comes over and starts to service and pleasure my cock. I grab his long fat cock and put it in my mouth. "mmmmmmmm" he says. "you like the way i suck your cock?". He was found in the bedroom, the bedsheets invitingly pulled back, his back up hard against the headboard, reading a porn mag. His erection was tenting his pyjama bottoms, his man-nipples were stiff and his face was starting to become flush. Alexis smiled.“I found a friend.”“A friend?” he asked.“Yes,” Alexis said. “A friend.”Alexis motioned for Allen Gaines to come into the bedroom. He seemed to hesitate a moment, standing on the precipice. That edge between the bedroom and what surely would be. She-personal use..? What’s that(she started to mock)Me-nothing.Her-so did you take my pics like that?Me-nothing. Why would I..?Her-Don’t lie. You only said that I look hot.Me-you do look hot.Her-so why didn’t you take the pic..?Me-i did.Her-let me see the pics.And then she forced me to send her cleavage pic and I sent her the most decent cleavage pic. And the she was like “my cleavage is that small?”Me-“no. Its the picture that’s bad”She-so you have a better pic?Me-yes but I can’t send.