I have saidsomething to you I have never said to any woman, I have said I love you;and I do. I never want you to be afraid; I want to be with you and...rotect you, and to make love to you right now."Mark started to kiss me and caress me. I was in a dream like state. Thisguy had spun a web around me that had me completely smitten. Heworshipped my body: my toes, my calves, every inch of me, finally takingmy dick, which I had now taken to calling my clitoris, into his mouth andbringing me to yet. If anyone happens to pass in front of her while she washes, they could see her pubic hair poking out of the tight pants.The tight pantie has made her camel toe significant and her crotch was wet. Although it was the side effect of washing clothes in hand, who knows what was running in her mind.Shobha’s dad saw her squatting from behind and thought. “Squatting has always made me horny, wait I am gonna devour that ass today.”Shobha’s dad walked away and came back to find her finished. He was. Part of me wanted to grab her and kiss her like she was a long lost lover. Then the rational part of me took over and voted not to lust.She was late. It was 2:20PM and I had almost worn a hole through the paint in the spot I was washing. I decided to dry what was left of the paint, as I waited. I felt slightly sick when thoughts of her not showing up crossed rudely through my mind. Then the rational part of me agreed that those thoughts were probably correct. I stared into the shining fender. Eventually my fantasies evolved into wanting to dress up like a slut and having my wife fuck my ass with a strap-on. Then later, although I never thought I'd do it, I fantasized about sucking and fucking a real cock.Finally I slipped up, left some make-up out and my wife asked me about it. I came clean. She was initially a little apprehensive, but eventually a smile crossed her face. I then added that I'd like her to take a masculine stance and fuck me with a strap-on every once in awhile and.