It doesn't help when you're sitting on the edge of the bed belonging to the owner of the voice with the pangtis she dropped a half hour earlier wrappe... around your dick. I mean, talk about busted!On the other hand, when the woman you're supposed to be babysitting for is standing at the foot of the bed, having shut the door when she came into the room, and is wearing a filmy dressing gown that is flopping open and showing her naked body still wet from the shower, you kind of get an inkling that. She especially didn't understand why Roger wanted to see her fucked by another man. It wasn't a cuckold fantasy in the true sense although some of his motivation was the humiliation and inadequacy he knew he would experience seeing a bigger and harder cock penetrating her tiny and tight pussy. Rather, his biggest thrill seeing his wife fucked by another man was self pride and her pleasure. He loved that other men ogled his wife who often dressed provocatively despite her repressed sexuality.. " You're a lucky guy," David told him."Yeah, I guess I am."***Charles found himself humming as he shaved what little whiskers he had managedto grow. "This is something that I could do without on the guy side," hedecided. "Then again, it's less area to cover than my legs." Mumbling to yourself?" Julia asked from the door. "It's a sign that you'relosing your sanity you know." Hardly," Charles grinned. "It's the natural inclination of the wise to holdconversations with the smartest people around.". “Oh, that feels so good. I never knew it could feel that good.” With a final squeeze, Mark moved his hand down to the hem of her top and slipped his hand under, next to her skin. “This will feel even better.” He slowly worked across her stomach, massaging her sensitive skin as he went, passing her navel and stroking her ribs before again cradling her breast in his hand.“Do you like that,” he asked as his finger flicked against her nipple. He pinched and tugged at the turgid bud as he kissed her.