"Nice" I said, looking him in the eye "Three seconds." What?" he panted, breathless with expectation."I'm going to make that cock cum harder than ever...before in three seconds."He looked confused as I sat back next to him, not having touched him yet.I loved the play of emotions across his face. Disbelief, questioning, frustration at being left in this state, all in matter of moments. He really had no idea what was going on, and I was loving the way it felt to see him sitting there, pants halfway. I told my husband he was a short, fat, married man and I fucked him after talking to him for ten minutes. I let him fuck me doggy style on the hood of a car behind the bar. "That is who dumped the sperm in my pussy you had just licked out" I told my husband. My husband loves this stuff, I love it too. We swap, swing, dog, and anything else that has to do with sex. I love taking loads from strangers deep in my pussy and my husband loves it too. A couple of nights later my BFF and I head to a. What did surprise me, as I hastened the pace with which I plundered the teen-aged babysitter's slobbering fuckbox, was how easy it had all been.Katie had been sitting for me for about six months. At fourteen she was a little young, but since my daughter was eight years old, I thought that the sort of emergencies that might arise would fall within her capabilities. As a divorced father with full custody, I was in the position to make such decisions.Katie exhibited an attitude right from the. . speak ... Omar," the man shouted through the layers of wrappings that covered his face."I said get!" the guard snapped in response, stepping towards the group in a threatening manner.The children backed away but the man did not. Instead he pulled a few coins out of a purse that hung from his wrist and he tossed them to the approaching guard."Omar ... speak ... Omar!" the man repeated like a parrot as the guard caught the coins in his free hand.The guard jingled the coins in his hand for a.