She always wants a cup of coffee in the morning. She likes it with some cream and sugar as well. So I decided I would give her my cream as well.I was ...njoying this "evil" thought. I got her coffee mug from the kitchen. I kept stroking my cock, now with a purpose to what to do with my load. I kept watching and stroking, my cock harder than usual. I was excited, one for the possibility of being caught masturbating in the living room to porn but, two, the idea of my woman drinking my cum in her. Ann's face doesn't change but her hips are rocking with me a bit. She is getting a rhythm. I kiss her forehead and ask: Are you OK?Better than OK Sir.You like this?I didn't when you started, but it's good now.I know this is a dumb question, but it is what I asked. May I kiss you?Yes.I am stroking longer and evenly now as I go in for a kiss. This little one puts her arms around me and pulls me in for a good sexy tongue working, spit swapping, kiss. Ann is holding me tight as I continue to fuck. .." was all that Jessie could muster."You know," Grace jumped in, "I've been thinking of lighting his...sorry, her, hair a bit. I think you're right. A few shades lighter andshe'd be able to wear anything. What do you think, Jess?"Jessie realized that neither Louise nor Grace was being mean. They werejust doing what women do. They had objectified him. Not in a sexual way,but as a fashion accessory. He had expected to find a dress that wouldcompliment him and make him more attractive to Marty,. .' Sounding as perky as ever, 'Hi Mr. Evans. I know it's getting late but I just got home from work and thought I'd return your call. Is it too late to talk? I can call you tomorrow if you like.''No, no....don't worry about the time. It's fine. And please, call me Robert.''Okay....I'll try. No promises. I kinda like the name Mr. Evans.''Either is fine....so.....what can I do for you Andrea?''I just thought I'd let you know how much I enjoy talking to you when I'm at work and you've always been.