All evening Viktor’s fingers have been lingering there, clearly teasing her. I have not touched my dinner. I always tell the husband, Viktor is sayi...g plainly. Once I know I have found a sexual playmate with whom all things are possible, I want the husband to know. I don’t do this for any other reason except one: it enhances my own pleasure. The waiter takes the plates away. Viktor pays the check with his credit card. After dinner, they go out to a club notorious for their live-sex shows. I am. "I kissed his finger. Like most guys, Salvatore was schizophrenic aboutfeminine sexuality, obsessed with pussy but repelled by femalereproductive plumbing. To Sal and Jose girls were an inferior specie,to be used and discarded. My submissive boytoy tendencies meshedperfectly with their machismo.As a child I reveled in my mother's porcelain beauty, flowery scent,and chic wardrobe, and was repelled by my father. I'd furtively pagedthrough Victoria's Secret catalogs and stared at Marta out of. We were in our home town and he didn't dare touch me or say anything. I kept grinning at him and made sure my thigh rubbed his.When we got home my mom was already asleep. Likely she had taken one of her migraine pills and passed out. I walked upstairs to my bedroom and he followed close behind. When we got into my room he grabbed me and pulled me against him."Fuck my dick is so hard."I giggled and pushed him away. "Not so fast Daddy. I wanna show you something."I pushed him down in one of my. Not sure what to expect I got down to be level with her ass and nerviously took my first lick at her asshole. I started to lick more at it much like I would with her pussy. It wasnt really doing anything for me but I didnt mind doing it. Rachel seemed to like it though so I kept going, eventually getting my confidence up to push my tongue into her ass a little a few times. I stopped and gave her pussy a sneaky little lick which she seemed to like but she reminded me its her ass she wants played.