Denken oder dachten wir zumindest.Dann hob er mich auf die Anrichte. Er immer noch nackt, die Tropfen der Dusche an ihm herabtriefend. Seine Hände hi...lten sich nicht lange auf an meiner Hose, öffneten den Knopf und Reißverschluss und zogen die Jeans dann bis zwischen meine Waden herunter.Ich weiß nicht, ob ich immer schon so war, oder ob er mich zu dieser offenen Geilheit gebracht hat. Jedenfalls war es so saugeil, mit blanker Muschi vor ihm auf der Arbeitsplatte zu sitzen, nicht warten. I raised my hand in the universal signal for service. He saw me, lowered the glass he’d been polishing and came down to me.“Jim, you’ve hardly touched that one,” he said.“No, no, I don’t want another one; this one’s gonna be my last,” I said. “I’d like to ask you kind of a private question, know what I mean?”He gave me a concerned look. I was always getting looks like that as soon as anybody saw my legless situation. “Okay, sure,” he said, finally.“Sub, where would a guy go to find, you. After a few sucks, she kissed me again. She was soon alternating between sucking and licking his huge black dick and kissing me deeply. I was getting closer and closer to his cock and Stacey started getting bolder with her kissing me. After a while she kissed me and placed his cock right between our mouths. I could now taste and lick his big cock while kissing my wife. She stroked his cock and started rubbing it all over my lips. I did not object. In fact, I liked it. I liked licking this man's. For some time, I sat in the car, looking back at the last couple of years. Part of me wondered if this day was in some way may be inevitable. After all, if you roll the dice often enough, one day your luck will surely crap out. And ever since Jill and I had picked up the dice after more than twenty years of a conventional marriage, we seemed to have developed the unerring knack of rolling more often and more violently with every passing month. I guess that’s the way things often go for.