"I watched as Gina's nostrils flared noticeably and then her eyebrows arched upwards about a 1/16th of an inch. Oh fuck, I hadn't cleaned my face!"......borrow . Oh god I'd like to borrow about 30 minutes of what she just got."I blushed and discovered that I did have another round in the chamber after all. Like most (if not all) married men I have secrets lusts for certain members within my wife's circle of friends. And I definitely had a serious lust for Gina, which was why I was always very. "You did give me permission. and I am sorry for letting things get to this point, but I can't." No."He looked away. "No," I say again with more finality. "Tell me why you can't, and save me the sob story about this being about my mortality."I remain frozen where I lay as I wait for him to answer. "It has nothing to do with your mortality, but everything to do with me," he admitted, his eyes still never leaving mine. Those gray eyes of his pleaded with me, begged me, of forgiveness, but there. “Look into my eyes, Lynne, and tell me there's nothing more you'd like to confess.” She tried to do as ordered, but failed: “There is... nothing...” she paused before she bursted out in tears. “Fuck, I love you!” “Wait... What was that?” I asked, incredulous of what I believe I had just heard. “I love you, Matt!” was her brief answer. I really did play with the thought of making her repeat it over and over, as a matter of satisfaction. I liked the sound of these words, plus it humiliated her. I noticed a few had the icon flagging that they had my cam on view. I had three open (that was max for a free user). One woman in particular had my attention. She also had the cam showing from chest to knees and from time to time she gripped one of her tits. I liked what I saw. Her breasts were largish, her waist not fat and not skinny, and her legs looked shapely.When I saw the icon next to her name light up, indicating she was looking at me, I sent a private message asking if she'd like a.