" I felt in love. He slammed me harder and harder, telling me to "take it bitch" and "this is what fags like you were meant for." I let out a few moan... as he continued to rough fuck me. He then pulled his cock all they way to the tip of his dick and said to me "ready for this slut?" I nodded back to him not knowing fully what was going to happen. He then slammed his dick back into me and came deep inside my stomach. I let out another loud moan and rested on the ground. He was still cumming when. He was from out of town and said that he was hoping to meet with a guy he had been chatting to on the internet. It was a cold evening and he asked if he could sit in the car with me for a chat. I said sure and and he got in. By this stage I was very nervous as to what could possibly happen! We spoke for a while and he said that he had come here a few times and did some "messing around" with guys. He asked me if I was gay and I said that I was married but curious. He was a really nice guy and I. "Oh, baby, I am so glad you're doing this. Do you like it?" I pull off Jack cock to say, "Yes!" I knew you would, Oh, Michael, I am so wet right now... I can hear your sucking right now! I can't wait to see the video." Anne moans over the phone. "Do it, baby, suck that cock – be a cocksucker for me, Michael, make Jack cum with your mouth, faggot. I want to hear Jack fill your mouth with his cum – I can't wait to hear as your mouth is filled with another man's cum!" The room seems loudly filled. Instead he had stared at her like he trying to read her story, like how men had looked at the Mona Lisa for hundreds of years searching for the secret behind her smile. A horn blared behind her startling her out of her reverie, she saw traffic had moved on well ahead of her and her cheeks flamed as a short dumpy man behind her gestured rudely out his window. Sick at her mooning over a stranger she surged forward without a backwards glance, never catching the glare the man had given the rude.