”I hear the sounds of a man taking off his clothes. A belt buckle, a zip, trousers falling and a shirt pulled over a head. I notice my penis is slow...y growing. It is not hard yet, but there is a tingle of excitement. Then it strikes me. Shit, this is real. A man is about to fuck my wife, and I will hear it in excruciating detail. In a reflex, I try to get off the bed, but the ropes do not give. For two seconds I panic. Damn, I really am stuck. “All of them, including those lovely blue. In a way I sympathizedwith my ex-wife's impatience with my obsession. But with all that behindme I decided to intensify my search and I called the first choice on mylist. The salon was called Best Friends Salon of Beauty and their websitefeatured several hairstyles that looked more exotic than those thatappeared in all the other sites. My heart was pounding rapidly when thereceptionist answered in a most pleasing manner. I took a deep breath andslowly explained what I wanted. Fearing a "go. She obeyed. I put my hand on her head and slowly guided my cock into her mouth, making her gag. In and out. In and out. All the way. When we had a good pace, I grabbed her hair with both hands and started fucking her mouth. She gagged and resisted but I didn't let her go. The sound of her choking on my cock made me so hard. When I had my fill of her mouth, I released her. She fell to the floor gasping for air, saliva and precum dripping on her expensive blouse. I told her to stand up and take. And now I have you and you're bothand I want that, Kristy. Can't you see how bad I want it? I've beendangling all of it right in front of you for weeks now and you neveracted on it. And now I find out you used to be a hooker and I'm notsupposed to want to see what that's like? What it's like to be withthat sort of person? For twenty years that's all I've wanted."He was rambling now and I didn't want to stop him but I had to ask ..."Have you ever been with a hooker?" No," he said. "I.