With that she came all over my mouth shooting squirts of her juice into it for me to swallow. She was writhing and bucking under my tongue and her pus...y was soaking wet through. "Come and fuck me." She pleaded, "Fuck me please" As I stood up to release my cock, she looked at me and said "No, not you. Harry. I want Harry to fuck me in front of you. I want you to guide his cock into me though and then I want you to sit back and watch his cock fucking my bald cunt." Harry knelt down in front of. This is what I call "biographicalfantasy"...it starts off true to life, and then becomes what I wish mylife was like.I had been dating my girlfriend for about 18 months when we moved intogether. We were a typical yuppie couple, both working in finance andbeing promoted up the corporate ladder quickly. However, secretly I longedfor something different than the typical yuppie lifestyle...I wanted to beher sissy maid. She had no idea of my "tendencies" but I did try to hint abit at times. I even. ”“I think she will. She’s not the first young married woman I’ve fucked. I know what they want.” He continues, “When she returns, you hang back and watch us head to the elevator. You can think about what’s going to happen. Don’t worry, she’s not going to spend the night. I also know what you want. You want her fresh fucked pussy.”Lynn returns looking radiant. Her cheeks are flush from the combination of alcohol and sexual arousal.She kisses her husband, “I’ll see you. Don’t worry, I won’t spend. Hearing those words, even from a twelve-year-old, gave him immense satisfaction. And a feeling of power."Hold it, Coleen," he choked as, with his free hand, he took one of her hands and drew it down to his throbbing organ."Oh! It's so hard!" his young cousin gasped as, tentatively, she touched his cock. Then, perhaps because she'd seen her babysitter do it for her father, she wrapped her little hand around it and sort of pumped. Her fingers couldn't span the girth but the feel of her hand on it.