With his lips sealed to hers, their tongues thrash, stab and entangle with each other in insatiable carnal hunger, Jen running her hands all over the ...tud’s sweaty back and hairy, thrusting ass cheeks as his tool continues to plumb the depths of her pussy. Finally, pulling his mouth away from hers, the stud gasps, “Scream! Fucking scream!” as he throws all of his weight into a renewed series of devastating hammer thrusts. “Oh my god! Oh my god!!!!” Jen now surrenders herself, letting out a full. For 5 years, I failed. We each went to college, graduated and had moved back to our hometown in California looking for work. Throughout those 5 years, whenever I went through a dry spell, I would use that memory to masturbate. I convinced myself I was simply bi-curious. I never felt an urge for another guy, never did anything with guys and enjoyed a fair amount of sex with girls in college. But for some reason, my ultimate fantasy, one I never thought possible, was to be with Dan. Ironically,. I walked towards her and kissed her, cupping her breast through her top, then reaching down and beginning to unbutton her trousers. I pulled her trousers down slightly and she allowed them to fall to the floor. I then pulled at her top and she helped it off over her head. She deftly unzipped me and released my straining erection, slowly stroking me. She looked so hot standing there in her opaque black thong and black push up bra. I pulled her round and bent her over the bed before pulling her. "Even more important" she went on, "How much do you trust me?"Now I knew that I was in big trouble, but all I could do was answer truthfully and wait for the hammer to fall."I love you absolutely and I trust you implicitly. Why?"It was her turn to contemplate and it was several seconds before she said, "Enough to let me live out a fantasy?"I didn't have a clue as to what was coming next because in our entire marriage we had never before discussed fantasies. For one thing I didn't have any and I.