I love your hard cock fucking my pussy. Give me all that cum. Oh, fuck me good!"Chrissy lay back contentedly as he repeatedly plowed his cock into her... spurting a reservoir that was made more voluminous from his pent-up desire.She held him close. "That felt wonderful," she cooed while stroking his hair. After more whispered endearments she told him, "I'm ready now... Do me with your mouth."He pulled out and slid downward until his face was between Chrissy's thighs. He paused and looked at her. He started thinking what would have happened if she would have reached around and touched him. He was so close now, just thinking about that, taking shorter, faster, harder strokes under the pounding hot water. He imagined her touching it, grasping it when he showed it to her to settle their bet, and he blew a load all over the shower wall, his legs wavered a bit and he caught his breath, wondering if the moan he had released had been too loud.Toweling off, he felt relieved and didn’t feel. Yesterday I spent an hour on the internet. I found a lot of things I suppose I knew about but I hadn’t seen people doing them before. Then I sat down, in that chair there, and did myself. And said ‘fuck’ and ‘cunt’ out loud, just to prove to myself I could. They are not words I’ve used before” “But why? What is this all about?” “I’ll tell you, but it must be in confidence. You must promise no one else will ever know.” “That’s not difficult. Please trust me, er I’m sorry, I can’t call your Mrs. His glassy eyes gave him away.The other man was harder to read. And the man behind Matt had not made himself visible yet.Matt automatically labeled the men in his mind. Nando became Tango 1; the man in front of him was Tango 2; and the man behind him would be Tango 3.Matt felt himself being frisked from behind. His gun and his cell phone were removed from him and thrown casually onto the cushion of an easy chair. Matt felt a moment’s relief that they had not removed his shoes and searched..