At least he wants me. Nobody has ever wanted me before. I wonder what it's like?'“Ohh,yes, Maria, just like that, oh, how I love you, I knew you wou...d be delicious once you let yourself go, and you are! Oh, how I love my filthy little Maria!” His hands were stroking her hair and she could feel the love he had for her coming through the gentle caresses. “Can you do the whole thing? I want to feel your lips on the base of my cock, honey. Can you do that for me?”She drew her head back, and Dan. “I’m just saying it was a one night thing. That’s all”“That’s not what you said to Pete as he was leaving,” Jake said with a smile. Pete was a friend of Jake’s. He’s tall, blonde and handsome. But what all the ladies loved, like my wife did the night before, was his enormous ten inch cock. And he knew how to use it, too.Susan closed her eyes and shuttered, with a hint of a smile on her lips before seeming to come to her sensed. “No! Not again. I love my husband and couldn’t do that again.”Jake. I moved my hands down and felt a tent.'what the fuck' i said, quite deeply, to which she got a bit scared, 'im sorry' she said and looked like i was going to slap her.I told her to not to be scared and that it was a shock, and i didnt mean too make her nervous, she talked few words about fancying me and so on, and i dunno what came over me, but i pulled me towards me, me behind herand kissed her as i held her tits, really big fake tits, i moved my hand up her dress and obviously had to feel for. My ex-wife thought I was dead and she was a widow which was fine with me because she was cheating on me with some prick from New Jersey who will remain unknown.At the bottom of my sock drawer was a nice Italian sounding name that I had paid big bucks for on a quick visit to Tijuana a couple of months ago with a brand new passport that was real enough but was all bullshit other than the photo with my hair a bit longer and a moustache that looked false even though it was the real thing and took a.