I wasn't sure. I mean, I figure you're married and all, which I know is kinda fucked up, but I didn't know what you did, like having sex." I looked at...her, laughed, and said, "Well uh, um, I have sex. How's that?"Kayla just giggled. "Well, I think that's a good thing. right?" Yep," I said finally.She was lying on the floor, so I gently took the condom package out of her hand. I unwrapped it, and pulled it out. On occasion, when I would masturbate, I actually liked to use condoms. I'd fantasize. Things got worse when he got to work on Monday. His colleagues were all nudges and winks and they called him a sly dog and other such names. Craig, his boss, didn't find it so funny."I thought you knew better. Cath's a lovely girl and you two are so right together, I never thought you'd put that at risk for a roll in the hay with some tart." Craig, what are you are talking about." I'm talking about you leaving the party with the mystery Blonde on Saturday night." I can't remember much after the. I took one in my mouth, plucking it out of the air. He started fucking my mouth as I took another cock in each hand and started jerking. I felt something behind me, and realised a guy was cumming on my back, splattering me with long streams of cum. It dripped down, inching its way lower. I felt it trickle over my round ass, a wonderful feeling. With my bare feet tucked up behind me, it slowly dripped onto the soles and into my toes. I wiggled my cute little toes as if I were playing in the. It was like the people who go to the Indy 500 to see the cars crash: people are waiting to see a big cat attack its trainer. The look in the eyes of those cats is baleful ... almost evil. You feel that the animals bitterly hate the trainer but fear him. The fear outweighs the hate ... but just! Jack, with these animals it's totally different. You look in their eyes and see love and warmth. Honest, you really do."As far as future trouble, I don't know. I certainly do know, though, that those.