She did not know anything about it, and I, not to make the figure of the pervert (I apologize if the term may offend someone, but I have a feeling tha... when we talk about these things with those who do not know this is the figure that there is a risk to do) so I talked to her as if I too were documented very recently on the subject.So I turn on the internet, and laxity of the post-sex, I notice that she is very quiet, curious, and - as always when it comes to these things - not at all shocked. ’ ‘But would you try if he was laying here beside you.’ She didn’t speak but had another orgasm as her answer. For the rest of the weekend the two made love, night and day, always bringing in her mysterious lover as a fantasy to their bed. Sunday night they lay cuddled together both too sore for anymore antics. ‘Chris, tell me the truth, what would you really do if you came home and found my he-man in bed with me.’ ‘To tell the truth I’d probably cum in my trousers. Why don’t you set it up and. When she shut the door, I changed from the smaller, rear open, frock to the larger one which would do a much better job of covering my large frame. But as I stood there naked between the change, I looked at myself in the mirror on the examining room door. My dick was started to engorge with warm blood and it was semi-erect. I reached down and gripped the shaft……my dick hardened to my touch. A little drop of cum seeped out of the pee hole and glistened under the lights. I couldn’t get. His fingers continue their work on my breast as his head lowers, his tongue flicking my other ruby nipple. His mouth engulfs it, his breath hot on my skin. I let out a low moan as his teeth find their purchase, nibbling gently at first. His quick, soft nibbles escalate into a more firm bite, his teeth clamping down and pulling hard, sending shocks through my tits and down to my already dampening pussy. I open my eyes, squinting into the brightening sunlight that floods the room. Patrick reaches.