.. then we would kiss, swapping cum, spreading it all over our bodies. I get had even thinking about it. Strong rough men are the best. Like the one w...o told me to go over to his little corner. I obediently did, going on my knees, venerating that thick cock as it forcefully fucked my mouth. There was no foreplay: it was oral sex among two strangers, him wanting to release and use me as a whore. I wanted him to. So the cock was going faster and deeper, down my throat, gagging me. I resisted the. Anyways, intimacy was initiated on your part, remember? It helped but wasn’t the deal clincher.’ That came out a lot bitchy-er than I had meant for it to. Sadness flashed through his eyes making me sorry that I had said it. It was true that the sex, though terrific, had put Tannon in my corner, it was whatever the Powers That Be saw in me that had kept me from passing over. I wanted to chase the look in his eyes away and I did it the only way I knew how, I kissed him. It was a mire brushing of. So Rita stopped complaining. When Mitch wasn’t brooding, she took it upon herself to make their time together fun and happy. Her most successful technique was letting him see her naked. Once, before they were married, as she climbed out of the tub, he was standing there watching. “Baby, I love your butt!” After that, whenever she got the chance, she made sure he caught a glimpse of her naked backside. Waking up in the morning. In the shower. Putting on makeup. She spent a lot of hours on the. I watched Myra as she opened her car door and stepped out of her suv allowing the slit in her skirt to gape open half way up her thigh. She saw me looking at her through my window and I waved hello to her. She motioned with her finger to come to her so I walked over to her door and went inside her condo. “I saw you looking at me,” Myra said as we both embraced each others body, groping one another. As we kissed she raised one of her long legs, covered in a pair of thigh highs, up the side.