"So Tim followed his heart, and he walked Susan home every day and they continued to enjoy each others company. But Susan was getting puzzled and rath...r frustrated. She'd always wanted a man to get to know her first, before getting physical, but enough already, dammit. No one had ever gotten to know her this well, and now she was ready to get physical, really physical. In fact she had already decided that she would like to give her virginity to Tim but so far, Tim hadn't touched her. She turned. Or you can just walk outside. The choice is yours Mr. Big Bad Bull." Now Janice, I'll answer your questions now. But first Jake has a few gifts for you."My lawyer, Jake, stepped up."Janice Wilson, you are hereby served."Let's get the introduction out of the way. I am Hank Wilson; my wife over there riding some guy's cock is Janice.For lack of a better word, I'm a 'willing cuckold.' How I got to this point in my life will take awhile to explain. So hang on for a moment and then I'll tell you my. He guessed that she was older than he was. Maybe ten years. He didn’t know. He wasn’t good at guessing ages. Whatever age she was, she looked good. She had character. Always the same red lipstick and always a smart suit. He loved her shoes, whichever she chose. Her feet were small and perfectly formed. Open-toed shoes were his favourite. Then he could admire her small toes and the meticulously painted toenails. Red. Like her lipstick. He thought of sucking on those toes. He’d never thought of. As the bus Angie and Shayla normally rode home pulled out, I could see Angie in the window staring at Shayla with anger.We were a mile out when I heard Shayla unbuckle her seat belt. “Hey, I thought of a way to thank you for the ride. I hope you don’t mind.” Without waiting for an answer, she had my fly open, and was pulling my rapidly hardening cock from my jeans. I nearly drove into oncoming traffic when I felt her warm, wet mouth envelope me, and her grunts of effort had me seeing stars. She.