"We'd love to have Victor come along." We may be doing a lot of couples activities along with our clubbing, will you two be feeling left out?" Wendy a...ked."You know me, I'm still doing a little post-divorce sowing of some wild oats, so my socializing tends to be more of the meet-a-strange-woman-in-a-bar kind for now, and before I hear it from you, yes, I know this is not a very satisfactory life to lead, but for the moment, it avoids any sense of commitment, which is preferable to me for now.. "Steven and I dated for nearly three years." She must have anticipatedmy surprise. "Yes, a man. To quote a mutual acquaintance, Cindy: Don'tfucking presume to know me." She smiled to soften her words. "I say wewere together for three years but fully the second half of that couldhardly be considered a healthy relationship. I am fairly certain he wascheating on me for most of the final year. And I know I was cheating onhim. And yes, Cindy... I cheated on him with other women."Fuckin' awesome! I. The girl had reached over to her boyfriend and had his cockhead between her fingers. She squeezed and pulled his foreskin back and forth as they watched the sexual buildup between the three standing in the aisle. The guy fingerfucking the American increased the pace and seemed to drive his finger deeper into her cunt. She responded by stroking the cock in her hand faster and faster. She was oblivious to everybody around her as she started to cum. She wasn’t loud enough to make heads turn, but. I leaned in and took my cock into my own mouth. The sensation was as good as any other blowjob I had ever gotten. It was strange, too. It felt weird and good, feeling my cock getting sucked, while I was sucking my cock. It was quickly becoming better then any blowjob I could get. Then, before I could consider what I would do about it, I found myself cumming into my own mouth. I swallowed. I don't know why, but I did. "What sort of fucked up gay fantasy am I living," I asked myself. "Is it.