''No. Well. You’re not a woman.’ She pauses. ‘To be honest, I don’t mind. I’m down here with a guy, someone I like, and we decide to get it ...n? Well then. The reason I'm here, it’s no longer about just enjoying my man. It’s also about enjoying being watched. Watched while I’m being fucked.’He's jolted more aggressively than the rock against his ass ever managed.'But all those peepers,' she's saying, 'what they actually want, they want you to watch them. Because in their mirror, they see their. ”I’m not lying, but as soon as the conversation is over, I’m on my back, legs spread, my secret lover’s tongue in my hole and my own fingers on my clit. It’s so very wrong. I really do love my husband, but every new step I take initiates me into new pleasures, and I can’t stop. This evening I’ve spread my legs for a total stranger, but the biggest thrill was feeling my lover’s thick cock in my pussy while talking to my husband on the phone. How can I explain the thrill I felt when I told my. All eyes were on our interchange. “Did you hurt your penis?” she asked. “No”, I gave her a sad look. “It’s my cattle brand burn. It’s okay Siza, don’t worry.” It had begun to bleed a little again.“Her name is Siza”, whispered one con to another as they craned over closer to see what was going on. They seemed determined to get closer to inspect Siza’s hand going in and out of my anus. What they feared also compelled them with curiosity tremendously. “He hurt his penis!,” Siza announced loudly. He isnt rich exactly but he wrote some kind of software a number of years back and gets good royalties from it. As long as they didnt go crazy on spending, they had enough to cover all living expenses. Also, he had a older kid from his first marriage before he and Tracys mom got married and had her. Or so I thought, but found out later, it wasnt quite as I had been lead to believe. Anyway we met yesterday after school over and Jennys house and played on her ping pong table until Tracys Dad.