Finally, after a year or two of struggling to keep in contact, we decided to hang out again. I picked her up and we drove around the city, reminiscing...about times we had and catching up on failed love attempts. It was obvious that we wanted to act on the extreme amounts of sexual tension that still existed. I ended up parking my car in a dark area and we both went to my back seat. For all the growing I had done, I was still stupidly shy at times, and we both struggled to make much happen. We. But every time I slept with someone I couldn't help but imagine what it was like to be on the bottom, or on my knees sucking cock. And every time I watched porn I found myself imagining myself in the place of the girl, focusing on nothing but cock. I tried to change it, but nothing worked. It was just how I was.I'd always heard rumours that Conor was gay, but I never really believed them. That, or I just put them to one side, secretly knowing what I wanted to happen. It was strange to people. I think a small part of me wanted for Steve to stop me, for him to snap out of his perverted trance and realize his wife was succumbing to another man, for the sight of Tyrone's huge black cock to strike fear into the heart of him, and make my husband take back control of me. Incredibly, it did nothing of the sort, and only served to further push Steve off the edge, and towards his inevitable destiny as a cuckold. I'll never forget the sight of him when I finally returned home. Steve's pants. He threw me on the bed and came on top of me. He bit my cleavage and licked my navel.He later slid my bra down to expose my sissy tits and started sucking them. He was alternatively sucking and squeezing each boob. I felt I was in heaven. I caught his hair and caressed it as he kept sucking and squeezing my tits.He slowly went down, kissing my navel down and removing my panty, sucked my cock deep. I went on top of him, holding his head as he sucked my cock. Now, it was almost time.He made me.
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