He has her stroke his cock right in front of my face. They both look down at me. "Your cock is so fucking big and hard! I wanna see you blow your load...all over his face" she says. They both looked at me with a look of dominance. She had a mean sort of smirk on her face while she stroked him. She seemed to want it to be like it was her cock cumming on my face like I had done to her so many times before. Suddenly he let out a loud groan and he started cumming. First I could see it seeping out of. I had not seem them there, bolted to the sill behind the curtains, and now I was well and truly trapped!"Hey!" I began intelligently, testing the strength of whatever anchored the cuffs. "What the... ?!"Without a word, Fang knelt beside me and undid my belt, then my jeans. Well, this was interesting enough to still my protests. I decided to wait and see what she had in mind.What she had in mind, apparently, was me, naked below the waist. She made short work of the laces of my boots, and I. “Here’s my address and phone number,” he said, writing it down for her on the back of his receipt and handing it to her. “Is seven too early?” he really wanted to say five, but knew that was probably too early. He just really wanted to spend time with her. “Yeah, seven’s great!” Tara smiled and looked in his eyes. The spark was still there, that was undeniable. Once she'd paid the cashier, they walked out to their cars. “I’m so happy that I ran into you, Pete,” she laughed. “Kinda crazy, right?. " I had prayed to god he was rightMy wife loves the environment, and every chance she gets she takes trips to the Amazon to learn more about the environment. So she left, leaving me to a bottle of lotion and my personal laptop. I was in the middle of masturbating to gay porn the day after she left when the doorbell rang. I quickly pulled up my pants and walked to open the door. I opened the door to see Bill, my wife's father, standing on my front step. "I heard Celia was gone for the week,".