We had been sending each other dirty text and emails, and I couldn't stand being away from her. We made plans to meet up at the movies. It was the las... week before "Zodiac" left the theaters. Oh how I love Jake Gyllenhaal. As we sat in this empty movie all I could think about was fucking her. I wanted her. I yearned for her. To touch her, and be touched by her. I wanted to have her clit in my mouth more than I wanted my next breath. My passion for her was incredible. I was trying to contain. I couldn't get sleepy for an hour, thinking about howmuch she cared for me, how she catered to my fantasies, and how much Ihad to look forward to. Since then the pouch has become a regular partof our intimate play. My wife adores putting me in it and then makingme slip a pair of panties up my hairless legs. Those undergarments arealways a size too small, so they really press my pouched male partsagainst my crotch, making it doubly impossible for them to gain freedom.Usually those are. She rejected you because you were not a crazy, wild-eyed fanatic like her. I chose you because your taste and your backbone had clearly begun to improve, because you had finally had enough of her bullshit and had the courage to take a step for yourself.“Just remember that, honey, and that you’re a far better man on your worst day than this Samir guy was on his best. It was Madeline who lacked taste, decency, and common sense, not you or me. If what attracted her to men was a vicious, myopic,. Huge in my mouth and oh so yummy. I began to lick up and down the shaft and balls all the way to the tip. Once there, I concentrated on the ridge. I swirled my tongue around it lightly and I heard Mark cry out. He was getting far more then Gold Key member treatment. After a little more tongueing his cock ridge, I worked my tongue upward to his chest and eventually and shared his cock taste with him. He devoured my mouth and begging with his tongue. We scrambled to the bedroom. He laid back on.