“Oh Ted,” she cried as her grip tightened around my engorged cock.As she slowly unzipped me, my cock sprung out like a coiled spring.“Fuck me, f...ck my cunt.”The lovemaking turned into a frenzy. It was a race to strip. Our clothes were thrown to the ground and we were both naked on my bed. The soft light from the hallway illuminated her curves.Although floppy, her huge tits were pronounced. Her hairy cunt further revealed her age with the greying patches of hair. Below the shag, however, two. Reality would destroy my marriage and whilst John was boring in bed there were other things that made me love him.When you have been going into chat rooms from earlier than the age you are allowed, you develop a lust for different and more extreme, so by 29 I would admit online to desires for older men, black guys and rough gang bangs and dogs!. Jerry was black, 64 and had a silky tongue for role plays and sex fantasy chats. Over three months I don’t know how many chats we had and he had got me. It was always intriguing how the conscious and subconscious mind worked together sometimes.I called Robbie first, “What machine shop do you use that can be trusted to make me some special items that would be considered top secret - at least for JBG?” I asked.I wrote down the name and number. Then I called Kevin and asked the same question and received the same answer that Robbie gave.“Bay Machine Works makes all kinds of special items for us. Cory Richfield owns the place; he knows how. “Ok boy get it out and get it hard”I reached over and undid his belt and dropped his jeans. Then I pulled down his pants and as his cock flopped out I grabbed it into my mouth and started sucking. Bob had come over and was holding the little brown bottle. He held my nose and got me to do three sniff in each side. I was like gone and sucking like crazy on Tony’s dick. He was shoving into my mouth. Bob licked my tits and made them quite wet. Then he put the clamp things back on me. My hard dick.