The type that would be late teens or early twenties, young enough to be her children. There was something about the age gap that set her going. The ha...dsome stranger at the bar was still trying his luck, looking her up and down. He was smartly dressed in a waistcoat and he'd casually left the top buttons of his short undone, allowing her a little glimpse of his chest hair. His short-sleeved shirt struggled to reach over his muscular arms. He couldn't have been older than twenty-five, but she. What was unique about this video was toward the end, the dominatrix tied her man up, and had another man come into the scene. As Michael and I watched, she had her submissive male suck off the other man and then take his cock up his ass. To say that Michael was turned on would be an understatement. His cock was hard and dripping. It was then that I started thinking that maybe my husband was kinkier than I realized. Maybe my husband was bisexual. Just the thought of it made my pussy quiver. I. She nodded, grinning mischievously. "I've been a very good girl," she said, feigning shock when she felt my cock. "What's this?" That's my bad boy," I answered, discovering that she was already wet as I moved into position.She wore a look of wistful anticipation as she watched the head of my cock penetrate the outer lips of her pussy. She smiled and said, "It's my bad boy now."Cynthia was not only a good fuck. She thoroughly enjoyed sex. She was also fun. I didn't mind her taking temporary. We hit it off chatting for a while and after a while we decided to meet for coffee one night. We talked until the place shut down for the night and then walked around for a bit. It didnt take long for me to feel like I was talking to someone Id know for a long time. But it was rather cold out so we didnt walk around too much longer and decided to head home. Before we left he leaned in to hug me and I nervously hugged back. I slightly felt his muscles for the first time and wow, if this was any.