I wanted to cry but I couldn't. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------...-- It's been awhile since that day. One day I met this man who, well, shall I say, was friendly with me. I liked talks with him and all that. Then one day he suddenly said he loved me. I blushed. Not knowing anything better to say, I said I loved him too. So we began dating (I guess you call it dating, since we cuddle and hug always when we meet). “Now,” I said, “fuck my girlfriend’s tits and cum in my mouth.”Susan thrust her finger all the way up Bobby’s ass then. He gasped and stiffened, then began to thrust harder. I moved up until my face was between his hands, right on top of Susan’s gyrating bosoms. He began to alternately thrust his cock between her tits and into my mouth. He moaned.“Yes,” I said, talking dirty to him every time his cock came out of my mouth. “Cum in my mouth. Mmph.” His dick filled my cum hole, then slid back. She slowed and stopped, with a disappointed expression. He knew she wanted to make him cum. That gave her pleasure almost as much as being allowed to cum herself. For him, it was important to stay aroused and dominant. He had plans for her later that afternoon. “Good girl,” he murmured. The roles shifted. He stood under the water till she turned it off. When she motioned for him to move he did, standing on the rug in the middle of the bathroom as she toweled him off. She tipped on her toes to. .. Teddys, thongs, half bras, shit, she could have opened her own Frederick's of Hollywood there. Three of the large boxes were filled with this stuff.I suddenly sat back and and tried to catch my breath. I was having a problem breathing, like all the air had been sucked off the planet. At the bottom of the last box I had discovered a small, circular container of pills. Small, purple pills - a months supply. I knew what they were, she had taken them before my vasectomy almost ten years ago..