"That bitch!" he whispered to himself, dejected."jk"The next thing he saw was her face, her lips wrapped around his cock, her cheeks collapsed from su...tion. John's chest burned with anxiety, while his own cock was harder than it'd ever been in his life. Another picture now. Her mouth open slightly, tongue out, pressed against the base of his cock as she deep-throats him."Want me to stop?" she asked."No" Me neither"The next few pictures nearly made him cum. Taken in succession at arm's. Well that didn't happen, and after 2 years we are still very happy. Though the worry of her wanting younger guys played so much on my mind that it became a fantasy, which grew and grew till I wanted it to happen. I kept imagining her being fucked by other men and would get off on it whilst we fucked. The images in my mind were like a movie show of her letting strange men use her body.We used to go out dancing once or twice a week to a local hall. She loved to dance. Whenever she had had too. "Briefly. I came in, he was only wearing a towel, he told me to tell him how I got in or he'd call the cops. I told him, and told him I was here to make love to him, and stripped down to my tights, and hugged him and rubbed myself against him and sucked his nipple. He was going to send me home with a C.D. but he was getting stiff, so I took his towel off and touched him with my hand. Then he said he'd do it for me." No doubt." Cindy interjected, somewhat sarcastically."So then we kissed,". She looked baffled. So I kissed her. Right on the lips. She leaned back and started to say how inappropriate that was. I stopped her and pulled out the pictures. I asked her how inappropriate that was. She stared at the pictures in shock. How did you get these? She demanded. Don't worry about how I got them. Worry about what would happen if they got into the wrong hands. I put my arm around her and pulled her to me and kissed her again. This time my hands slid down and cupped her ass. As she.