She'd been quite cooperative (though a little nervous-looking) as the midshipmen had stripped off her sweatshirt and faded jeans, folding them neatly ...nto the pier beside her. She'd stepped out of her panties and shrugged off her bra, accepting the smattering of applause from the audience with equanimity.She'd climbed onto the pinewood bench when so ordered, and reclined on its surface, tilted like a drafting table. Blushing a little, she had lifted her legs to be bound by her chest with thick. I can’t tell you just how erotic it is to look into the eyes of a girl like Ariana Grande or Jennifer Aniston as their husbands fuck them and I fuck them remotely.One of my favorites was, and still is, Ashley Judd. She gives the best blowjobs on Earth! Almost every night, she gives her husband a blowjob and I'm often there, in his head, to enjoy everything! I watch her bob up and down on my cock; I feel her throat as it stretches to let my cock slide down; I feel her soft brown hair as I hold. He lacked one important thing that was any kind of sex drive. If Paul wasn't in our sound proof basement working out some kind of contracts he was physically working out there in his make shift gym. When he was out it was at various construction sites where he worked as a construction foreman now. He had begun as a construction worker and had worked himself up until he became the foreman. If he wasn't working he also went to the local gym. So over the years I saw less and less of Paul. I. God…what a long day you think as you start to take off your clothes. You put on a pair of loose shorts and a big baggy shirt. You sit down at the computer and sign on to Facebook. You face lights up when you see you’ve got mail. It’s probably just a message from a friend back home, but at least it would take away from some of the loneliness you feel inside. You are shocked and excited when you open it to see ‘his’ name pop up. A thrill runs through your body. You smile as you hit the button on.