” I took another sip of my martini then said, “I met a young wealthy guy while I was doing my dissertation on ancient sexual perversions. We lived...together and we enjoyed a lot of hot sex until he left for Paris to enroll in a culinary school. He was gone a year. By then I found a job teaching at a junior college.“One of my students was a hunk who was hard to resist. We lived together for a short time until he graduated. Before leaving school, he hooked me up with some friends who paid for my. I followed her into the great room and sat down in my chair, her on the sofa. I offered her a drink but she said maybe later.“Jeff, I know I have left you hanging for quite some time now. I am really confused and the more I try to make a decision the more confusing it becomes.” she said.“I understand Beth, you have been married a long time.” I responded.“I’m trying to do everything I can to make my marriage work, but I feel like I am alone in the battle.” she added, “But I really do not want to. “Your turn”, he said “come on don’t be shy”, so I pulled down my shorts and my cock sprang free, with a dribble of precum oozing from the tip.He immediately reached out and began to wank it, back and forth, in a gentle milking motion, and I gasped and grunted as the sensations ran through my cock and deep into my body.I put my hand onto his hot throbbing cock and adjusted my rhythm to match his, and he rocked back and forth as we jerked each others cocks. His precum was flowing in a continuous. Her cock needed no more coaxing to harden—her six inches stood at attention.Daphne fixed her eyes on the bulging pink head Mallory pressed against her thumb. She let a trail of drool fall from her lips onto her palm. Once her palm carried a fresh, bubbling puddle, she applied the hot mess to her waiting clit. Her breathing grew terse as Mallory’s cock slowly kissed the dripping mouth of her pussy.“Ah...” Daphne cooed. She laid her hands on Mallory’s shoulders and pulled herself forward. Her.