I look up to see a wicked grin on his face. 'Hot Damn!' It worked!"Wanna dance?" he asks. "Sure." I say, smiling up at him as he offers his outstretc...ed hand. We make our way out to the crowded dance floor as the song changes. Enrique Iglesias' "Tonight I'm Fucking You". 'How fitting', I think to myself. Hoping that was where the night might lead us. Our bodies grinding against each other, I feel every inch of his well honed muscles. His body was like that of a Greek God! The song changes. "But I do," he sneered and placed his hands on my shoulders.I was far from being in the mood but I dropped to my knees and gave him ablow job. Normally I love giving him head and the taste is so sweet buttoday it was different. This was from a labor of love but instead anotherhousewife task to perform and the taste made me shiver. I wanted to raceto the bathroom and use mouthwash but Rob wouldn't let me. I had betterget used to it at this time of the month he told me.It felt strange to have. Although, if you ever break her heart, I may have to hurt you physically. At the end of that day, she means more to me than anyone else in the world." Good father," I praised him before I kissed him. "I wouldn't want it any other way. Trust me; we've spent hundreds, if not thousands of hours together, John, both with clothes on and off. It has never just been about sex to us; we just love each other like no one else. I promise I will never break her heart. I'll take care of her and make sure. The next day I told one of my younger girlfriends I was trying to locate a suitable man for our specific sexual pleasure. I had often told her about our sexual experiences and regular threesomes with both male and females. She especially liked hearing how my man was eight-inches and thick and she had often asked if she could watch or participate one day.“Describe in detail what you want, I might be able to help,” Denise replied.“A pretty man, well built, ten or fifteen years younger than us who.