Daniel was my very best friend, ever since we studied anthropology together. Even when his studies carried him into some rather bizarre fields, our we...kly chess sessions and the fact that we could always talk about anything with each other, made us as close as two heterosexual guys could ever be. But even I had to draw the line somewhere."Well," I said - rather haughtily - "try to persuade me to regrow this finger then."He fell silent. That alone was worth it. Mr. know all suddenly at loss of. My fully erect 10 inch cock was hard to not be noticed in my cut off sweat pants. I walked up behind her just to playfuly let my cock rub her ass in her house coat (like i have done in the past) as she was standing at her kitchen sink. this time she turned, and her house coat was not tied and she was totaly nude. she grabbed my cock and I thought I would explode on the spot. she reched in and pulled my cock out and began stroking it and asked if I liked what I had seen a few days prior. I told. After chatting for a few weeks he admitted to me that his wife was curious about swinging but even though they had made contact with the local group they hadn’t gone through with anything as yet. I felt comfortable telling him about my experiences and how I felt about the swinging. He appreciated my honesty and said they would think long and hard before making any decisions. During one of our many conversations I felt myself falling in love with him but didn’t want to tell him since it caught. She popped her mouth off my dick, cheeks bulging like a squirrel. I panted and savored my orgasm peaking, my pussy still shuddering with the final moments of bliss. Minx kissed Asma hard, her small mouth working against the Halanian girl. Their tongues met, pink, coated in my cum. They passed it back and forth, my dick throbbing.“Sweet Matar, that is lovely,” I moaned, my dick still throbbing. I had to cum again. “Yes, yes, share my cum, you naughty sluts.”Asma broke the kiss, jizz staining her.