Throughout all of this I had always been adamant that I would never want to get too close to another guy, sloppy seconds or thirds was great but that ...as my limit. Until one night in particular. To give a little background, during a 10 year relationship with my ex she fucked 18 friends and countless strangers. Our usual Saturday nights involved going out and her pulling. She regularly fucked 2 friends in particularly for the bigger part of our time together so most weekends involved her. A tabby could converse with a tiger, and a wolf could understand a fox or a dog. A horse would understand an elephant, more or less, since horses are the air-heads of the equine breeds, and a zebra would understand a mountaingoat, although they wouldn't have much in common to discuss. The two new friends who the humans called Mr. Bigfoot and Patches had much to discuss. "They're not as stupid as most two-footers," explained 'Mr. Bigfoot'. (I will maintain the twofooters nomenclature, as the. As he pulled his long limp cock out and started peeing, I got on my knees and took his cock in my hand to direct the stream for him. He started getting hard and then I put it in my mouth, getting the last few drops of his nectar. I then slowly sucked him and squeezed his low hanging balls. I eventually got a mouthful of warm cum which I swallowed. We walked back to our blankets, lied down and embraced with deep kisses. We layed there for about an hour and no body else came along. So he. ‘Jean, I really enjoyed the evening. Perhaps I can call you during the week and we can set up another get-together.’ ‘Jack, I’d really like that.’ Before I could do anything else, she reached up and gave me a peck on the cheek and stepped back. ‘Good night.’ As I watched the door close, I wondered where I was. I didn’t expect every girl I went out with to hop in bed after the first date like Nan, although I could always hope. But I wasn’t sure if Jean liked me or just wanted me to leave and the.