But I didn’t want to come off like I was hungry for it or anything.So, I gave a vague answer that would let them know that I might be interested, bu... at the same time reinforcing that I’m not gay. I said, “You have to remember that I was in what I thought was a loving relationship with my wife, and a strong friendship with Dan, and it happened in the context of those relationships. I’ve never been romantically or even physically attracted to men, except for Dan’s genitals, and I’d never want. Once there she lay down and spread her legs wide. I knelt on the bed and gently pulled the soggy thong aside and bent my head forward. She had shaved and was totally bald and her lips were red and puffy. A think trickle of white spunk traied down towards her tight, puckered little arse. I extended my tongue and scooped it back, probing between the wet lips and finding her hole. She sighed and her legs closed around my head.“Eat me, Daddy!” she said softly. I didn’t eat her. I feasted on. His lips were on up my thighs again, crossing one to the other, until I felt his breath on my pussy. He sucked my lips, not touching my clit but leaving that to throb. My breathing came in short bursts, my chest moving up and down. Oh how I needed this man… a man I didn't even know. What the fuck! I was lost in the heady moment, almost delirious with sensual desire. My hands grabbed at his head, my hips bucking up and down, wanting him inside of me. “Please,” I yelled. "Fuck me, fuck me now.”. I slipped them off and she lay on the bed and spread her legs. I knelt between her legs and surveyed the scene. Her pussy was glistening with fluid. I leaned over and kissed her deeply.“Your pussy is so wet,” I said.“Enjoy it, honey,” she said and with that I knelt back between her legs. I ran my finger gently up her slit and onto her clit. It was so slippery and silky. She began to moan. Every fold of her pussy was literally dripping – a potent mixture of pussy juice and cum. Justin had.