I bolted to the urinal to take a look. It was a Marlboro Red that he’d been smoking and it laid there, still burning. It hadn’t gotten wet or gott...n put out. My hormones raced through my body. I’d never smoked before this and I’ve always wanted to. I’ve played around with older boys who smoked and it always looked so cool. With immense fear and some hesitation I reached down into the urinal and grabbed the still burning cigarette. I put it to my mouth and took a drag. I started coughing so bad. .but I was constantly reminded of a couple of the reasons especially right now. Robyn, my 36 year old wife knelt on the floor of our bathroom with my swollen cock in her mouth. Her shoulder length wavy blonde hair bounced as she moved her head slowly sliding my rock hard dick in and out between her full lips. I stood in front of her; naked and tall with her on her knees, still dressed from the night before, as I gazed down to see her beautiful emerald green eyes looking up at me as my throbbing. I went in and sat comfortably. She asked me as to why I do all this. I replied ‘ to please unsatisfied ladies like you’.She was glowing. She asked me for tea n all. To which I replied don’t worry I’ll have milk, your milk at which she got naughty.She said that buddha hasn’t touched her also. And got a bit emotional. I gave her a tight hug and I felt her huge melons. Suddenly she started moving her hands around me thighs and slowly up to my cock. She was so hot. I couldn’t control myself. I. She took the hand that Mark offered and stepped out on to the pavement. She walked into the shop welcoming the warmth behind the doors. She quickly made her way to the dress department and collected her dress paid for it and hurried back to the awaiting limo. She was in a hurry to make it back before it got dark, and her sister Dawn arrived. Mark was waiting patiently next to the limo and Buffy felt damp between her legs, she couldn’t resist a man in uniform. Mark was wearing a black suit,.