She turned around and looked over her shoulder at her rear. Not bad. And her legs were not bad either. Why couldn't she get a guy? She turned to face ...erself again and brushed back her long black hair. Should she dye it blonde? She blinked back tears. Her dark eyes were a little damp. She could live in hope, but there didn't seem much hope right now. She glanced down again at her crotch. It felt warm. She felt the stirrings of desire. If only Dan would take an interest. She would let him...She. I’m not a virgin and maybe not all that experienced, but the Internet taught me a lot and certainly about some of the kinks that were out there. Some of them were just plain gross, and right up until that moment I would have put this in that category. But there was something really sexy about Mrs. Marsh standing there as if she was waiting for something. That’s when I noticed her ankles were also cuffed and there was a bar keeping her feet apart.I felt a little strange and then realized I was. That made me think about it too.I told Charity that if she was too tired for sex or anything else, she should just tell me. She looked at me as if I had fallen off of the stupid tree."Gary, you come first, Honey," she said. "My charity work is my hobby, but you're my life."I can still remember her saying that to me. At the time, I was sure that she was telling the truth. We'd been married for so God damned long. And in all of that time, she had never given me a reason not to trust her. And in. Allen shoved his cock in dad's ass and fucked him! That's when I shot my load all over the insides of my pants and I mean it was everywhere. I pulled my hand out and wiped it off on my shirt and finished watching them fuck and suck some more. I took off when I saw them both pull their pants back on and I went back to my room, pissed off but still horny so I jerked off a couple more times that night while in bed and even tasted my own cum for the first time.The next day, Dad left for work and.