“Yes, I think so. In fact, do you mind if we talk about it a little? I’m a bit curious.” “Not at all Steve, come sit with me.” She led me to...the couch and we sat sipping a coffee. “Well I have something to share, quite personal in fact”, I started out. I began to tell her of one of my fetishes, which finally led to my marital separation. "My wife would leave to church on Sundays and would stay there most of the day. When she left, it was my chance to engage in my fetish. I would be very excited. She shakes her head no. I ask her again. Again, the same answer. I push her head down on his cock with all of my strength and she struggles to breathe. I let go. Heather comes up for a breath and says, “Ok ok.”Heather takes my slippery cock in her hand. I tell her to make sure it’s hard. She jerks it a few times making me very firm. She looks up at me and asks me to at least put a condom on. I tell her no. I like to feel it. She looks at me with pleading eyes and then looks down. She takes my. The guy answered at least was a dozen of single men there inside.Then I would be the only slut for all of them…As we walked to our seats in the front row, I noticed most of the men were watching me. We sat down and almost immediately two guys came and sat either side of us. Victor gave his seat to one of them and he sat down on the second row.That guy put his hand on my thigh and ran it up my leg to my bald pussy. When he felt no panties, he slowly slid his fingers between my wet pussy lips; as. "Why don't you join me for a beer Yan?" I offered " I have a mini fridge full of booze if you fancy a cold one and it seems a shame to end the night now" Well if you don't mind" he replied "It is getting late" Oh sod the time!" I laughed, " There's nothing better than two blokes drinking beer and watching the sun come up" Well in that case I'd love too"As we walked down the corridor to my suit I wondered what was going through Yan's mind, my mind was racing and I was already showing a sign of a.