Being sucked off by me, it seems, was equally desirable to having sex with his wife. She would do it for him, but he figured out that she did not real...y like to do it. So it was rather mechanical. However, I actually enjoyed it. As it turns out, he not only liked my blowjobs, but he liked the control that he had.He respected my limits, of course. He was, first and foremost, my friend. In time, he would do more than just sit there and get his rocks off. He found places to go and wanted me to. .. well ... at least not to me.When death roared his hatred at me, and charged, leading his horde of disgusting demons, the sword appeared in my hand and seemed to work its magic without my help. All around me the ectoplasmic essence of demons exploded in a fine mist as the sword slashed through the demonic bodies. The screams I heard, uttered from the mouths of death’s minions, were frightening enough to stop my heart, but the sword seemed to know its task, and was only using me as an example. There are good choices, bad choices, and then there are choices that you just didn't think through. This story is about the latter.The air was hot and dry in sunny Las Vegas, but Cody and Elise weren’t feeling it’s scorching heat as they floated in the lazy river of the MGM Grand. It was Christmas time, so the hotel was almost empty. These two were not complaining though.Like most young passionate couples whose relationship is opposed by their parents, they did something reckless and. The calm bath water is now slopping over onto the floor but we don’t care. I can just make out in the foggy mirror her magnificent tits bouncing around. It’s so erotic that I have to look away or I’ll cum before Sharon. Pulling her shoulders hard to meet my thrust she starts screaming that, “I’m cummin…… OH. OH fuck I’m cum……….” I look into the mirror and see me fucking this women I’ve just met. Her tits are bouncing around, due to my fucking and Sharon’s convulsions. This is toooooo much for.