. Steve!" Barbara's father hadn't really expected Steve to answer the phone."Yeah, what can I do for you?" Steve replied."Uh... Steve... look, I'm jus... as sorry as I can be about... the problem between you and Barbara. I... uh... we were hoping you might be able to come over and talk about it, son. You know we think the world of you and we don't want a misunderstanding to turn into a something worse."Steve didn't say anything for a long moment. He considered putting the cordless phone down on. So let’s continue with the story of a cabbbie and our watchman.I sat in the cab with Ali, and we started towards my home. I was still pretty drunk, and anyone could control me and make me do things they want from me. As it was dark, the cabbie couldn’t see my state as I was seated behind Ali. But Ali was still horny and started smooching me and squeezing my boobs hard.As I was still in a drunken state, I couldn’t stop him, and he continued to get me wet. I responded to his actions and was. The legion usually follows and then finally the fire trucks, my favorite. I watched the boys pass noticing that all of them where whispering to each other and staring at me. That damn Tom musta been talkin'. I tried to look mad but the sight of him hanging off the side of the truck with no shirt on and a fire jacket loosely draped on his shoulders made me weak. I turned and ambled back to the shore lost in my thoughts. The thong, not normal attire for me, had me completely aroused feeling. He liked slapping my ass which I have become very fond of too. Soon I was beginning to react. I couldn’t get my balance as he fucked me, he kept pushing down onto my husband’s lap, my lips pressed up on his tiny cock. My husband’s stale cum from earlier pressed into my face. Joey was fucking me pretty good and I started to wonder could every one fuck better than my cuckold husband Bill. Joey didn’t seem to have much experience but what he lacked he was making up for in excitement and speed. I.