It's throbbing in me.You: You like that dick, dont you s*s. *i start sucking on your breasts*Stranger: Fuc yea b*oYou: *i move you over, turning you o...to your knees and start fucking you doggy*Stranger: *I moan louder*You: *i start fucking you harder and harder*Stranger: Fuck b*o.You: i reach down with one hand and start massaging your assholeStranger: *I moan even louder*You: You like that, dont you slut.*i push one finger in*Stranger: Yes b*oYou: *i stick in another finger in your ass and. When he went to the bathroom my wife, who had overheard his remarks, asked me if he was serious about paying a hundred dollars for a fuck? I told her, "Yeah, he probably would. Why?" She told me, "I'd like a hundred dollars."I asked her if she'd like to fuck Fred. "Yes! If he paid me a hundred dollars," she said.Fred came back into the front room. Maggie, meanwhile, had gone into the bedroom, and changed into a sexy, low-cut dress, so that when she gave Fred another drink he could see some nice. “Davey, remember that nice script you did on Sandy? The one with the shadows behind the characters?” Davey nodded, smiling. “Mark, I want to put SLAG right there,” Kevin touched Kerrie’s leg, opened it, “on the inside of your wife’s knee.” Mark’s face lit up like a kid in a candy shop. He looked at Kerrie’s face and didn’t recognize what he saw. She was remote, a little distracted. He didn’t realize that she was excited, thrilled by the idea of the needle decorating her again. She didn’t really. Chapter 2When next he woke, he felt gentle fingers rubbing up and down the length of his cock, as he lay spread upon his back. The gentle fingers became lips and the tip of a tongue, still moving gently so not to awake him. Up and down the tongue went, licking his semi-hard penis like a Popsicle. The technique was slow and relentless, and perhaps that his why Jacob stole a look down his body.It wasn't his wife, but Judy, his secretary from a previous job. Her eyes met his and they conveyed her.