"To our left is Arena 91, The Senior Lt. has his officesat the back to the right and next to it is another control room. Upfrontthere is the observati...n and spectator room for Arena 99."We moved to the right and Johnson knocked at the door. "Come in," a voiceanswered.Johnson opened the door and we went in the room. "Sir this is Lt. Keresreporting in for duty," he said."Okay, thank you Johnson please wait outside." Yes sir." Johnson left the room.Senor Lt. Forsyth mustered me. "Lt. may I ask why. A few short months ago I was a completely reserved housewife, unwilling to even wear a bikini in front of other men. Now here I was, naked in my neighbor's bed, wickedly excited to allow a well hung man to have his way with me.It might sound strange, but the first thoughts that exploded across my mind as Tyrone stretched me, were of pity. Not pity for my husband, who wanted this for me, but pity for other women. Pity for women in otherwise great marriages, with loving husbands. Women who had. ”“Oh, Jacques, my love, you make me feel so good. You are excited, no? I can feel you, hot and pulsing against me.” she said quietly, watching my face.I had been ignoring how I was reacting, not wanting to consider it, not wanting to spoil things. But, and this was more surprising than anything else tonight, I didn’t seem to mind. I mean, I wasn’t feeling like I had to do something to make it go away, and I didn’t even feel nauseous.I don’t think I wanted to push things, mind you, but even not. ...My pussy isn't for everyone, I know, but damn wtf do I have to do to get some good head ??After experiencing what seemed like forever, of frustration, I finally hit the "ORAL JACKPOT" :DI met a chef named Matt who not only loved, fat, juicy, hairy, pussies, but he had a fetish for big clits. The icing on the cake was, he was submissive, so I could do whatever I wanted to him....can you say amazing?? Not only was really attractive, with a long dick, but he was all mine to do what I wanted to.