If your wife is lucky, we might have time for a coffee. You're paying."I managed to drag myself over the road to a coffee shop."I am right, aren't I?"...Amanda asked."Right. About what?" I stuttered."I didn't leave. I saw your wife get in the elevator with Greg. What is her name?" Pat," I muttered."And you don't mind your wife fucking my husband?"I tried, but nothing would come out of my mouth."It's alright. Pat isn't the first, and she won't be the last. I just hope she gets some sort of. He sucked me for about 10 minutes, slowly, quickly, running his tongue around my cockhead and playing with the foreskin. I sucked him until he was squirming, and then rolled him over to screw him from behind. It's easier for bottoms that way, to get them used to a cock up the ass. Once he was ready, I kept my cockhead in him as I rolled him over. I love to screw from behind, so I can stroke the bottom's cock, but I really love looking straight into a guy's face and watching the pleasure. "Coach wants you," Jaime Arnold said."Huh?" I said brilliantly as I tried to pull my focus away from the treasure I knew was under that skirt."The coach wants you," she said again, very slowly.Behind her, Robbie took the snap, faded back, and fired a short pass just before two of the Loggers hit her hard. The ball sailed right into the hands of our receiver, who managed another three yards before getting tackled. Twelve yards and a first down.I looked back at Jaime. "I'm kind of comfortable.". This is the same man that hypnotized me and my wife and he somehow got my wife to be fixated on his cock and me accepting if not encouraging it. I knew that if he did the same thing to Sue that she would also become obsessed with him. I was frightened, scared out of my mind but my cock was as hard as a rock. What kind of a father was I? Sunday was finally here and Amy busied herself around the house, getting it ready as if some noble guest were arriving. She hummed as she cleaned with the.