His words suddenly caused me to have a couple of things to say first.“Mister Hightower...” I started.“Jim,” he said. I nodded.“Okay, Jim. Be...ore you continue, I need to say a few things. Kind of warn you, if I may say so. Not you specifically, but there are s few things that I may not want to know about. We shall see about that; I mean in this next while.The beers were delivered. I drank mine in not quite one go. Damn it that was good. I decided to say so. “Damn that was good,” I said. “Might I. .I've been in l....I've been....”. I stammered I couldn't say itJoy reached across the table and took hold of my hands in hers and gave them a squeeze. I looked up at her and she smiled at me. “Say it Gareth” she said softly“Joy I....I love.....I love you Joy” I stammered out starting to cry, saying it out loud seem to lift a weight of my shoulders.“Thank you” Joy said softly and stood up and walked around the table and crouched down next to me, she turned my head with her hand slowly lifting. Everything matching. She looked a stunner and I felt my cock twitch underneath my dressing gown as I watched my wife’s best friend stand before me. “Then he was supposed to come up behind me and fondle my bum,” her hands started to caress the cheeks of her bum as she uttered the words. “He was supposed to have dropped his trousers and taken out his cock for me and then my knickers were supposed to be ripped forcefully from my body,” as she spoke, she begrudgingly slipped her thumbs into her. With great relief (it’s hard to describe how my rectum felt at that point but ‘burning-raw’ puts it best) I pulled his head down and moaned, “Do it baby…give me that black seed!” He buried himself so deep that I thought his cock was in my stomach, our lips ground together as I squealed and he moaned like hell! I think I felt every good fantastic hard spasm as he loaded me with his seed…every drop…and he kept pumping away good and hard! THAT feeling is impossible to explain. It’s just total.