”“I don’t care what he thinks; he will never touch you again.”“I understand, sir.”The next two weeks went along as usual. I would suck and...fuck Dave whenever possible and my master only saw me topless online as we chatted .My husband came home from his business trip and asked me if I had been online with my man friend while he was gone. I told him that I had a few times and he quizzed me if I had been naked. My husband showed me he actually liked the idea of me showing myself to my online. She was shocked. I'm a grower-not-a-shower so flacid it's nothing note-worthy, but that makes it all the more spectacular when it turns huge. I moved my dick near her face; it was a perfect fit."You can help if you want," I said as I began stoking my meat. "But you don't have to do anything but smile."She just smiled as I rubbed and tugged my cock. Eventually, she was too tempted and grabbed it. It was throbbing by the time she began to slide her hand along my shaft. As a little pre-cum. The traffic is slow from construction and the driver has slid the window down more. She has a view of your ass in the air and my fingers buried into your from behind. Just as you are about to cum I slide my fingers into your ass, you let lose a groaning moan and cum all over my hand. Your juices glisten in the light. The driver moans along with you and you move toslide my slacks down and move to sit on me, reverse, you reach behind and grab hold of me and slide me deep into you. Your eyes lock. She began to trim her bush neatly, just enough for a tickle. She wanted sex more, and began experimenting with different positions. To my surprise she even tried anal one evening while she was on the computer. I was elated needless to say, and thought the whole thing was healthy for our sex life. It got healthier than she expected. Oddly enough, I also noticed the increased number of calls on our phone.A couple of months later, my wife told me that she had finally met the man on the phone. He.