She must have let slip that we were competing because I developed a reputation for being a great but easy lay. I had guys coming after me all the time... I would go out on dates, but not give them what they thought they were going to get.”“With my reputation, they would never admit to their friends that they had struck out, so I maintained the fiction. When Melanie talked about you, it was clear Elizabeth wanted you. But so did I. I tried hard, but all you did was tease me. It wasn’t affecting. It was so tight I could bearley walk in it. I could only take little steps. Each night I went out I walked a little further, till one night I made it all the way down to the boulevard 5 blocks away. I was just about to turn around and come home when a bright light shined on me. My first thought was to run, but I couldn't do that in the heels and tight dress, so I started to walk up a sidewalk to someone's house, when I heard a voice say. "Miss stop there" I stopped and turned and there. It made me cum over and over in longlung wrenching surges of pure lust that left me physically drained andgasping for air.As my senses slowly returned I ordered my lover back into his box andclosed the lid while I recovered and thought through what had justhappened. Should I go downstairs and tell my husband. No fuck him, hecan wait. This was the best of both worlds. My lover gave me all thefeelings a real lover could because it was someone (or something) elsedoing everything. It also had the. No sooner had he spoken those works and opened his mouth that Daddy began to buck and grunt. His thick cock throbbed and erupted long spurts of white gooey cum all over the boy's face. He quickly shut his eyes, feeling the thick fluid land all over his face and stick to his skin. Some of it landed in his mouth and over his tongue, more dribbling down his chin. Brian opened one eye and glanced up just as the man was working the last drops of cum over his perky fake chest, getting spots of cum.