"Hey." I replied. "You sucked my dick too! Don't go telling anyone or I'll say you're the same." Fuck You!" He hissed. "You blew me like a pro for a g...od fifteen minutes then swallowed my load and came all over the bed without even touching yourself! I think that makes you way more of a faggot than I'll ever be." He had me right where he wanted me."Please!" I begged. "Please don't tell anyone! I'll do anything! Please just don't say anything!"He paused for a bit then said "I think I'd be. I was resisting but he pushed me and made me do what he wanted. He inserted his dick in my ass with a thrust. I let out a big cry. But the most painful was when he went in full.He kept thrusting me and he kept doing it the pain became lesser and lesser and I too joined him. He kept fucking my ass for sometime and then he took my pussy from behind. The hot water from shower was falling on us and he was pumping me from back in standing position. We turned to each other hugged each other and he. Her days were filled with task after task, and regardless of her husband’s expectations, it felt good doing them. She felt a great sense of completion at the end of everyday. While she struggled with the decision, she had consciously made a choice to completely ignore one of the tasks. She had decided that she would do nothing in regards to fixing up the guest bedroom. His instructions were that she was to work four hours a day, one day a week, on the guest room. She was far too curious about. ..you know." "Fuck you? No, I am straight. I'm just tired of fucking my wife." "You have a wife?" the man had his shirt off and was dabbing at it, trying to get the semen out of it. "Of course. Don't you?" "Well, yes. I just thought that someone like you...you know." "Someone like me. A prostitute." Albert looked as his penis. It was still shrinking but slowly. It lolled against his firm pelvis, nearly toughing his belly button. It would have been a shame to not make money off of it. "You are.