He stood about fifteen feet from Brad and played with a puck back and forth with the stick blade. He quickly shot a puck towards Brad. It whizzed by t...e right side of his head, missing his helmet by only inches.“Geesh Dad, what was that for? You nearly took my head off!”“If I’d wanted to hit you on the helmet, I would have. Someone has to knock some sense into that thick skull of yours!”“What do you mean?”“I get the impression that you’re not a happy person.”“What do you mean, not a happy. He could just see the side of her face, but he saw her eyes close as the tip of Johns cock pushed into her. Then her mouth opened into an o as the first few inches sunk in. The cuckolded husband felt his dick twitch a little, as her mouth closed and turned into a slight smile in response to Johns hands squeezing her ass, and his mouth latching onto one of her nipples. She grimaced as he pushed the last few inches of his cock into her stretched pussy, but the look was replaced by one of a. His navy single button suit, crisp white shirt and grey tie stand out among the geeks, freaks, tourists and performers in Times Square and his knapsack rests gently upon his shoulders. As we run towards each other through the crowd his smile grows and his jaws relaxes as his smile widens. His dimples accented by his beautiful sparkling eyes. My heart is beating so fast. I feel the pulse in my neck pump blood to my vital parts and in an instant my breath stops as he collects me into his arms. . However, my wife wasn't comfortable with seeing me with another woman yet. So I suggested another man. She was more comfortable with that, but still not exactly on board with the idea. For the next couple of years I would bring it up occasionally, until she started to get accustomed to the idea. Then eventually on board with the idea. She was excited to try it at this point, but still nervous as well. She said she would do it, but made no motions toward actually doing it until I said, ok, when?.