..She talked about her growing sexual desires for strangers, about her craving for the excitement of the "first times". She had been to bars with some...female friends and she had enjoyed being approached by guys. She had been faithful to me but with difficulties. The temptation was overwhelming. A poem she wrote and that I published here in the poem category will show a lot about her state of mind. I hope this website will let you read it in the bulk of this story as it is an essential key to. I feel hands suddenly grab my head and I feel his penis nudging against my mouth. I open my mouth and take a breathe, as I taste his cock and feel it move slowly but surely all the way down my throat. I can hear him moan "mmmmm" and further hie dick goes untill my neck is bulging with dick inside it. I suddenly feel his balls lightly slap my teeth.He holds still for a while allowing me to adjust to the foregin object in my throat and then he starts to move. My body instinctively tries to. “Wait Mom” my daughter said to her mom.Then she pleaded me to talk on the phone and again I refused and started sucking more strongly.She almost pulled my head from her breast and gave the phone to me.I said “hello, tell me. How is your mother?”My first wife: “What are you doing at this hour at the top?”Me: ‘Just spending the time usefully.”My first wife: “Help her. She is a small girl. Don’t leave her alone.”Me: “Me leaving her alone? No chance. How it is possible? She always tells me to do. Correction, men now, as always. She loved Jeff, yes, but she also loved Sam and Willie, and now she could own up to that fact. Hell, she loved Aimee, too, and she could easily open her heart to Sam's mother, Carolyn."Damn, Lisa, you really do know all the ways to a man's heart, don't you?" Sam remarked."Yeah, no shit! I had to marry her after that first morning, when she surprised me by making me breakfast after I had fucked her silly the night before. I thought, God, is this she not the best.