" It had instantly become obvious to me that I felt something far more than sexual for her, and was glad she was back. "Should I ask if you've been a ...ood boy?," she laughed. I moved over to her, and pulled her close to me, saying, "Don't know about that, but the way you look now makes me think I might not be." I kissed her gently on the mouth, flicked my tongue across her lips, and caressed her breast and nipple. "Mmmmm...", she whispered, "Think someone's horny." I pulled back from her, and. I was so worried and scared to respond. But my dick was so hard and my mind shut off for a second. I responded and said would he be willing to help me fulfill my fantasy. He replied right away and said he would do anything I wanted. I decided to go for it. Let all my fears go away and just go for it. He gave me his address and I slipped into my tight black boxer briefs. While I was driving, I had some doubts. What if he is fake? What if he is ugly? What if I get caught? When I arrived. It drives me crazy. I love to hear her tell me about her fucking a guy with a 12" cock, 5" thick, and then making me clean her pussy and ass afterwards, although her cunt is too stretched out to feel my 8 inch cock.She always tells me, she doesn’t keep me around for my little cock, and she loves my tongue and mouth action. The other night she had been drinking before one of her lovers came over and she was telling me that it turned her on to think about me sucking other man’s cock. She had her. Give me time." But in truth, I didn't look elsewhere at all.That was all to change a few months later, however. I had a good mate at work called Janet. She was separated from her husband, and used to like to go out dancing. So we started going to a club together every Friday night. As far as I was concerned it was all very innocent, but Janet used to pick up a guy and exchange phone numbers nearly every week.Then one Friday night, it happened. I got chatted up by a real hunk called Tony. We had.