I heard Josh spit on his fingertips, just before he slid one into my ass. Now it was my turn to moan, and I did. The feel of Josh's cock in my mouth...and his finger in my ass was so hot, I almost couldn't take it. I started sucking harder than ever. The longer Josh fingered me, the more I knew what I wanted. After about five minutes, I rolled over onto my back. Josh got up onto his knees, and pulled me toward his muscled hips. He began stroking our cocks together in his hand and continued. It connected to US 90, forty miles to the west, but those who traveled it eastward were seldom Onteora bound. At a distance the girl was ordinary-looking: medium height, a broad-shouldered but bosomy build, shoulder-length blonde hair. She was probably in her early twenties. She wore a heavy wool sweater, blue jeans, and work boots. A shabby satchel of modest size dangled from her right hand. Her walk was strong but unhurried. A surge of curiosity impelled Allan to lean forward, as he attempted. ”Bobby drove aimlessly, with no particular destination in mind. The only noise in the car was the radio, which was playing softly. They’d gone to the A&W for root beer floats. To say the relationship between Bobby and Constance was tense was not fair, really. After spending the night together, sleeping fully clothed, and clearing up the misunderstanding that Bobby had about her relationship with Jeff Hamilton, there had been some kisses. Those kisses had been serious, and both of them knew. She still had a great figure and any man would be lucky to be with her. Our sex life was still as good today as it was when we first met.A few months ago I began to play out a scene in my mind where my wife would be dominated by another man in bed. I began to research how I felt and found that a lot of men were going through the same thing as me. I was quite surprised that so many of them had actually acted on their thoughts and had their wives fuck another man while they watched. Some others.