I am overcome. My horror dissipates, leaving only desire.He has not even touched me. Yet, in a few short moments, irresistibly mounting arousal overco...es my reluctance. I no longer care about what may have been done to me. I only care about that cock. I want him. I want that cock. Nothing else matters.I start panting. My enormous breasts quiver with every breath. The concealing hair shifts, allowing my wayward nipples and golden piercings to peek out. Uncovered again, I tremble, revealing even. 'That is insane. I'd love to meet up again but leave my wife out of it!'Jenny made no reply. Over the next six weeks Mike bombarded her with messages. In some he told her that he couldn't stop thinking about her. In others he tried bargaining, attempting to appease her 'insane' demand. Jenny remained resolute, repeatedly telling Mike that he either he did as she had asked, or he'd never fuck her again.The day on which Mike caved was a Friday. Jenny was eating lunch when she received the message. ...want you inside me..."Jonas just looked on as though he had won the lottery. "O...ok" said Jonas. "I know this must sound weird since I'm your sister but I've always liked you as more then a brother and..." she was cut off by Jonas who grabbed her and pulled her forward, kissing her passionately on the lips, their tounges caressing each other. He dry humped her as they kissed and she moaned passionately as his cock massaged her pussy through his shorts and her bikini bottom.She laid down in. Jim isnever more aroused than when I relate in graphic detail my sex withanother man. I, in turn, get off listening to him describe how hefucks other women. Jim is a confirmed voyeur and a frequent visitor to the adultbookstores and sex shops in our city. I used to love to hear himtalk about his nocturnal visits to these sex stores, about the small,dark movie booths, the grainy flash of porno on miniature screens, themen lurking in the dim corridors, and the “glory holes”. The.