I got hard by hearing that, I just wanted this conversation to end badly. But, my mind got blank, and I was thinking from my dick, so I asked her, do ...ou wanna have dinner sometime (with confidence as I can’t show my real face because of my ego)? To which she said, she’s a great cook, why don’t come at her house. I said I’d be happy to and then I left the meeting room by somehow hiding my huge bulge with my notebook.The day came, I was at her house for dinner. Her husband wasn’t there, as he. . 2 May, 1975 She suddenly caught sight of something out of the corner of her eye and she shifted her eyes to the curb where a black car with U. S. Navy in white letters on the front door had just pulled up and stopped. When two officers in dress blue uniforms emerged from the back seat she knew that she was about to receive the worst news of her life. Almost frozen with dread and fear she opened the door to admit them. They entered at her invitation, removed their hats, and introduced. After some chit-chat, it comes out that he is seeing a stripper named Stella, who dances at the Pink Slit. I've heard of the place, who hasn't? He explains, "But I don't like hanging around there until she gets off. Too noisy. Bad atmosphere. So here I am. She should get here around one." So. What have you been up to these past years?" I ask."You really want to hear the story about my three lost loves?" he asks."Sure. Sounds as poetic as all hell," I tell him."All hell. That's about right," he. ..what are you going to do...if I let you cum... what are you going to do for me? I want to hear you, Michael, beg me to feed it to you!" Please, honey, please feed me.... Feed me my cum... make me eat it, OH! I want it so bad, make me eat my cum.... Please Kim make me swallow my own thick cum!" my husband begs. When he cums I catch it all in a wine glass and then I pour into his open mouth and tell him to swallow it all.For months, Michael has been eating his own cum and we've both been.