" He had me at the word 'cozy', but finally I could speak, if only to say, "What the hell is a bath with path?" "An outhouse in the woods... but don't...worry. The bears are hibernating this time of year." He looked like he thought that maybe he shouldn't have mentioned the bears. "And I keep a foam toilet seat warm in the cabin." His nervous chuckle told me that he was really worried that the outhouse was a deal breaker and he was clearly waiting for a response. "Uh, damn, Marshall, this is so. Once he was safely in the bathroom, he locked himself into a stall.Nobody else was around, thankfully. He didn't even hear a mousebreathing, or if he could have, it was muted by the much louder drip,drip of the faucet. Anyway, in the stall he was safe. Confident of hisprivacy, he looked down at himself, only to notice that things weredifferent. It was hard to put his finger on exactly what had changed,but there WAS something. Definitely. His jeans seemed too tight,squeezing his thighs and. We both went to the restroom, Wilma running bathwaterand me trying to wipe up with a soapy towel in thesink.She convinced me to take a quick bath. I did so as shesat there staring at me, the dick who had just broughther back around.I wiped off in the bedroom as she started to change thesheets. They were a mess, full of cum. The room smelledof sex.I left and went home.The next day on my lunch break, I went by Wilma’s for aquickie. I dropped my pants and sat on the edge of thebed. She fell. I went on to fuck many beautiful actresses by getting into their husband’s or boyfriend’s heads. I can’t tell you just how erotic it is to look into the eyes of a girl like Ariana Grande or Jennifer Aniston as their husbands fuck them and I fuck them remotely.One of my favorites was, and still is, Ashley Judd. She gives the best blowjobs on Earth! Almost every night, she gives her husband a blowjob and I'm often there, in his head, to enjoy everything! I watch her bob up and down on my cock; I.