“But... like how... really?” I could practically hear the shock in her voice as the little black box had flashed up on my screen.“Haha, yeah, bu... you would still fuck me?” I teased her.“I actually would, and I hate that you know that.” It felt like her reply came through as fast as I had sent mine out.There was something special about this girl; you can meet a thousand people in a year but none of them will even compare to the way that that one person makes you feel. I had felt a connection. Bonnie and I were at our friends house attending a bbq. The part was an opportunity for my wife to show off her new swimsuit and pinup look...and boy did she. She looked incredible and garnered almost all of the attention from the male party goers. In particular, a neighbor of our friends named Hank...who Bonnie and Sharon had run into two weeks prior but Bonnie had left out that detail. Hank was a few years older than us and was a pilot for a local airline. He was tall with rugged good looks. It's done. You have a mouthful of cock. Suck it gently. Oh, the exciting taste, the texture, the sponginess of the head, the exquisite slipperiness of that protruding split circle!She found herself bobbing on it with each slow suck.She wondered if she could peel back the foreskin with her teeth.She tongued it out, pressed her teeth to the ring of skin, and with her hands forced the hot meat back into her mouth.Yes! More slippery flesh was exposed to the wash of her tongue. She continued forcing. Me: Wow, that’s making me more exciting now. I too love exploring things.She: What would you do if given a chance?Me: I would try to fulfill all your wild fantasies. (Since I know, she is interested in a bit of kinky, told her) Licking your juicy cunt, fingering your ass hole, blindfold u and make u blow me, sucking some chocolate syrup on your boobs.She: Woah, many things on the list.Me: Anything for your service. (This made her ask me the next quest which turned me into a Gigolo)She: Do you.