“I love you, but I don’t want sweaty balls next to mine. I’d just as soon watch.”Donna laughed.“But if it were a girl, you’d be all over h...r…”“In a heartbeat,” I replied. “I am a guy, you know.”A few more days went by, and as luck would have it, one of our stops was going to be in Dallas one afternoon. I messaged our Lush friend and asked if he wanted to meet up with Donna and me for a late lunch or early dinner at the truck stop. To my surprise, he was actually online and responded with his. I looked at her and saw her sitting like a tight bundle of nerves on the chair, her hair hiding her facial features, but I could still tell that she was fighting to keep her distance, to keep her calm. She kept swallowing over and over, and it felt like her silent sorrow sucked the light and warmth out of the room. I kept still, almost not daring to breathe as she fought her silent fight against the feelings I knew she’d have to let out at some point, at the same time knowing I wasn’t going to. “Oh god, you’re so pathetic.” Tiffany laughed at her husband as he started eating her pussy. When she had met him five years ago, he had the bravado and confidence of someone who looked good and who had been training in the gym for many years. That, of course, had just been a front. It was only when he saw her with a real man, a black man that his true self came out. The sissy cuck.“Mngh…” Ray ran his tongue up along the entirety of her slit. Each time his tongue would get wet with sperm. He. “Can we find a phone box, l’ll give her a ring and tell her to go to bed, l don’t want her to see me, l must look like l’ve been dragged through a hedge backwards.”“You look beautiful,” he said, struggling into his clothes.“Flatterer,” she giggled, kissing him as she finished pulling on her panties then replacing her bra. “God, this dress looks awful,” she said looking at the crumpled heap in the corner, “it was worth it though,” she kissed him again.They found a phone box about a mile down the.