." and I chuckled, "Let me just catch my breath a little."He dismounted from his pushup position and curled up around my dick, and said, "Breathe in."...Then he sucked me all the way down, back up and off, and said, "Breathe out." He continued this routine, on and off my cock a few more times. I choked out a laugh. I always knew in my heart that gay sex would be awesome, but I had no idea that it could be this fun and funny. As I settled down, he twisted his body around, pulling me onto my side. Susan isn’t a common prostitute.”“No, I’m Dan’s happy slutty wife and whore!”“We’re all his happy slutty wives and whores!” Wendy said and they laughed.“It’s good to see a big smile on your face,” he said caressing her naked body.“Why don’t you give me another reason to have a big smile on my face?”“I certainly will.”Lisa entered from the bathroom and stopped seeing Dan in the arms of a naked woman.“Susan Armstrong?” Lisa questioned walking towards them.Susan turned to the voice, “Lisa, Lisa. I reached down and stroked her hair as she swallowed my cock whole. She stayed there, swallowing and humming softly until she finally had to breathe. She pulled back and gasped for breath while she stroked my length with both hands.She was about to put it back into her throat when I leaned down and started to pull her shirt up instead. She obediently raised her arms and I pulled her shirt up and off, dropping it behind me. I drew her to her feet and kissed her deeply. My hands slipped around. It was a lazy existence, and I loved every minute of it.As I wiped my face with a towel, I noticed the note my mother had taped to my bathroom mirror. “Hello, sleepyhead,” it said, “I’m going to gossip with some of my friends. There’s lunch in the microwave and orange juice in the refrigerator. I’ll be back in a couple of hours Love, mom.” I grinned at myself in the mirror as I pictured my mother and her lady friends sitting around, sipping tea and exchanging gossip. I ate lunch quickly,.