..nothing more." I said hoping to convince her. "Well Carol thinks this is what you actually secretly desire,.something you want to happen because you...have so much of this on that computer she said it all fits your personality.... the way you are and its backed up by the baby clothing and your physical attributes .Carol said she thinks you are a masochist .. submissive to women and have a need to be emasculated and humiliated.. AND I ALSO THINK THAT". "Carol suggested I SHOULD SEE OTHER MEN. We never got around to eating. I fucked Emma until she collapsed in orgasmic bliss. She was worse than a guy: she fell asleep on me. I took a shower and then went downstairs. The doorman called me a cab to take me home.When I got home, I went straight to bed and found Halle in it. She woke up when I crawled in.“Did you release the hound?” she teased me.“Emma took him for a walk,” I admitted.Halle rolled over and grasped my dick.“Did you save me one?” she asked.As a matter of fact, I did.Friday. He had expected her to unzip his pants, but to his surprise, she instead lowered her face and began planting gentle kisses on him through the fabric, searching and probing with her lips as she defined the shape of what lay underneath. He groaned in frustrated lust, loving every second, but keen to have her wet mouth around him. He endured for a few long moments before his willpower faded; he didn't just want her to suck his cock anymore, he needed it, and he needed it Right. Fucking. Now.He. John was especially talkative. He probably had not been in a social situation in some time. Joyce was relatively quiet and Debbie continued to be her hot, sexy, playful self. After a couple of glasses of very nice dry red wine, I could contain my urges no more. Debbie's sly glances my way as she played with her auburn tresses made it clear in my mind that she wanted me to make a move. I really felt like knocking the wineglasses off the table and taking Debbie right there, while her husband and.