So I asked him how he liked her. He said she was ok but he needed something different. Dumb-assed me had to ask what he wanted.He proceeded to tell me...he had always wanted to be with a man to see how it was. I was a little shocked to say the least. He then asked me if I had ever been with a man, of course I quickly said no I'am not gay. Me either he said but I have thought about it, how about you he asked. I said that I had never given it any thought. Well not much anyway, I added. But, you. She is working it so good that I feel that familiar feeling swelling in my balls. I warn her by saying, "I'm going to cum," and she sucks harder and faster. Within the next three strokes, I shoot so much cum into the back of her throat that she would surely gag. To my surprise, she does not gag. She takes the whole load in one swallow. We get home and put all the groceries away and we sit down just long enough to watch half a show and the doorbell rings.When I open the door I see Kate. I have a. As much as I tried to imagine my knees were glued together, and there was no way she could get them open, before I knew it her fingers were running themselves over my clit and beyond. She used her middle finger and thumb to spread my lips apart, the presence of her hand forcing my legs apart slightly, and then her pointer finger was inside... I froze in horror. I was wet. I could feel it the moment her finger entered me, but I never would have suspected it. Yeah, her playing with my breasts. She has a lovely countenance for a middle-aged prostitute, he thought to himself as he began to turn from her."C'mon sailor," she urged, "Have dinner wit' me - I'll buy!" Is that all that's in if for me," he goaded, momentarily halted by her persistence."I give you da ride of your life too," she offered, persistently."Let me think on that," he returned as he strolled away, picking up his pace as the distance between the two widened. He didn't really feel like settling into her charms as the.