Jacob moved down between his mom's legs, his mighty spear creeping towards the bald flower. As he came down on her chest Michelle positioned his cock ...o the bulbous head kissed the mouth of her vagina.He felt her feet slide onto the back of his thighs as she raised her knees. "Jacob." She said, looking up at him. "You're my champion." She said."Push." Michelle whispered.Jacob thrust forward and held his breath as he felt his cock encased in Michelle's warm buttery fuck-sheath. Her soft vaginal. ‘Was that your girlfriend?’ he asked. ‘Actually, that was my wife. Why?’ ‘Forget about tonight,’ Benjamin told Patrick. ‘I don’t fuck married guys.’ Patrick stood there in stunned silence as Benjamin walked away. Who said anything about fucking? I’m straight. A bit unnerved from the encounter, Patrick descended into the subway station. The subway trip passed quickly. Soon he was at the 14th Street entrance to the High Line. Patrick walked through the elevated park and admired the greenery. The. It wasn’t salacious, just a couple of very passionate kisses and innocent groping of each other’s backs, but it was playing havoc with my brain. After the show I I embraced my wife and reassured her about how good she was, and how good the play was, as we talked she introduced me to Jason, her opposite number who was quiet and polite and we exchanged polite conversation and soon left.As soon as Tracey and I got in the car my emotions came tumbling out and I probably made a fool of myself.. “Shut up you little bitch!”But Sasha was beside herself. She suddenly knew what was in store for her and what the evening’s entertainment was to be. She was horrified and screamed, begged, pleaded but it only got her gagged. She tore at her bindings to no avail while tears of terror and disbelief poured from her eyes.“May I?” asked Evita of the dog’s trainer.“Of course,” he replied handing the leash to her. But the dog had already gotten Sasha’s scent and was almost more than Evita could.