I couldn't wait until my home was filled with the empty headed bimbos, all eager to lick my pussy and please me. I wanted them all straight, and the m...re religious the better. Married girls who had only ever let one man fuck them, probably only in the missionary position, were what I craved. And I would turn them into such horny, pleasing bimbos like Annalee.But Frank... He would let the men control this discovery. They would turn their wives into their sex slaves. Disgusting.“Please let me. .Hey Kleine, wie gehts dir? Ich bin Alex! Merk dir den Namen gut, du wirst ihn nachher noch laut herausschreien... Bei sowas bekomme ich bestimmt ne Backpfeife...Nächste Station: Ich beobachte wie du dein Handy in deine Handtasche steckst, aufstehst, engelsgleich zur Tür gehst und den Ausstiegsknopf betätigst.Wie gelähmt schau ich dir hinterher. Die Türen schließen sich. Du schaust auf und unsere Blicke kreuzen sich abermals. Diesmal lächle ich und sehe ein kleines Lächeln auch über dein. ..He sat down heavily into the passenger seat, obviously enjoying that lovely 'just cum' feeling. He must have been ultra relaxed because even though he'd told me "no touching", when she asked if she could give my cock a lick, he told her to go for it!So he's sat in the passenger seat of the Land Rover, jeans around his knees, just lying there squeezing his softening cock, she's stood in front of me in her denim mini skirt, no tshirt, lovely boobs bouncing free and I'm there in a sweaty T and. “Honey, I wasn’t even there half the time. The last couple of years, I spent half the day over at Towson State. Trust me; nobody will know who I am.”“Well, I want to go, so you have to go.”Why she wanted to go to a reunion of a school she had never attended mystified me, but so much about my wife always would mystify me. I sort of liked it most of the time. I just smiled and shrugged. “Okay, we’ll go. We can stay for an hour or so, and after we get tired of the blank stares at my name badge, we.