I taste myself on its rugged thickness, slide off and lap teasingly under its stiff upper lip. "Suck me off, you little bitch." The leather upholstery...buffers his moans as his prick repeatedly sinks into the cinnamon heat of my mouth.Knowing I'll be humping my fingers to this little vignette later tonight, I oblige.Make that three times he's shot it off in my mouth. Take that, Lissa Brewer.*"So glad to see your mom up and about," coos Mr. Danforth halfway through his second Shipyard Ale. He's. We were both topless now, and this time he pulled me into his arms as we felt bare skin on our chests for the first time. My nipples were hard, and the sensation of his chest hair on them made them feel wonderful. My lover was a hairy ape while I was as devoid of hair as possible all over my body except on my head where I had a luxurious crown of black Indian hair. In my mind, he was a Mangani while I was his Tarmangani she, in the language of Tarzan the Ape Man. I pushed his head down toward. I answered quickly. The girl was petite quite tiny, in fact. She was wearing a short pleated skirt and a tiny tee shirt displaying her navel and that she was bra-less, her nipples poking through the thin fabric. I’m not proud that I’d hired an escort, but you have to understand I was 28 and still a virgin I dealt with the cash side of things and had explained on the phone that I was a transvestite, there I’ve said it! It’s such an ugly word and Dani was happy to play along. It would change what we had, a consensual wife-sharing arrangement, into something more akin to an open marriage. And that frightened me. I was happy to share Claire with Jason, and Hannah excited me physically, but I didn’t want to do anything that would weaken Claire and my commitment to each other. Even weakening our bonds of love and marriage by one single thread didn’t seem a great idea.I managed to get all of this across to Claire, and she got it. I asked her to be honest with me, and.