“Well, I guess that is up to both of us Tanya. I loved your company, your conversation and of course I liked the sex. But it can stop here and now,�...� as he got off the bed and started to look for his scattered clothes. He was now putting his briefs on, then his trousers as I interrupted him “Sit down, don’t just walk out on me!” “Well what do you want me to do?” “I don’t know Dale! I never expected to fuck you or anyone but my husband ever again. I haven’t screwed anyone else the entire time. "I'll tell you when it's time to switch," he added. "Of course, sir," I obeyed, as I bent down lower and moved my hand to his huge ball sac. As I cupped and fondled his huge balls, massaging them and stirring the cream inside I was craving, I began licking his hairless sac (wondering how they shaved their whole area so completely... four black cocks... five if you include the brief glory hole cock... and they were all hairless... something I was thinking about doing myself... Tasha would. I took out a twenty pound note and tucked it down between her tits. I would have slipped it in her knickers but she never, ever wore any.Now I was a single father and still had erotic dreams.This night, Jenny was kneeling on the bed and being seductive. Even in the dream I know I had a massive erection and in that strange state, knew I would have to wash the duvet cover in the morning.Jenny was taunting and teasing me, I could see her blonde head down below my belly the way she always did. . I'd go right up to the window and lick it right where their juicy jism was dripping down the glass." "How do you know about those kinds of things?" I asked as I began to slowly stroke my cock. "From this magazine," Samantha explained, pulling a brightly-coloured magazine out from under the bed. 'Cum-Burping Whores, Vol. 3, No. 11' read the title. The cover photo showed a girl with too much make-up on apparently trying to swallow the largest penis I had ever seen. "Where the hell did you get.