So one night while hanging out at his place, we got into the conversation about homosexuality, and he told me several sex stories. The more stories he...told me, the more curious I got. He began to rub himself over his shorts, and I couldn't help but keep looking. Without warning; he pulls down his shorts, and began to stroke his shaved cock. My first reaction was shock, but I didn't tell him to stop. After a couple of minutes I was getting hard underneath my jeans. He then asked me to jerk him. I only want to hear your husband,” the voice commands from the bed. His wife listens to the instructions she has been given.Looking over, she sees her husband lying on the bed next to a naked blonde, his fingers deep inside her. His dick is poking at her leg while he nibbles at her ear. His attention is purely on her and her pussy.Between groans, the blonde manages to issue more instructions. “It means no touching for you.”Her husband never said she wasn’t allowed to touch; she wonders if he. ” He placed the head of his cock against her virginal opening and began to push. “Relax I said,” he screamed and smacked her sunburned bottom serval times. She did her best to relax her bottom, even though every instinct tried to keep it closed. Finally, the tip penetrated. A few more pushes and the head was in. Then, pulling back slightly, he slammed down with his entire weight. She squealed like a stuck pig as the shaft slid in until he was balls deep inside her. She was crying now, but with. I’ve got your back just like you had mine in Fallujah.” I told him, “That’s about what Brian told me—welcome to my team. I might need more, but right now I need you to run this license number. It should go with a late model Porsche 911. Also, anything else you can dig up on lover boy.” Doug said “Give me a couple of hours and you will know more than you want to know about this asshole.”I knew I could count on Doug for what I needed, and he didn’t let me down. In less than two hours, I knew all.