Maybe that’s the same as brushing my hand against a guy who doesn’t like me but is too polite to say stop. Sean is my best friend, I love spending...time with him and can tell him anything. That’s where there’s a problem. After a whole year of being friends and nothing more and wanting nothing more, the block on him was broken. You see, I have a spinning wheel of eligible guys and a few girls in my head which I dream about. I have a block on certain guys, like who are take or people who I can. Kara and I continued to talk as we lay in bed after her date. She told me in delicious detail about their evening together.Jeremy had picked my wife up at 6pm. He was in a suit without a tie and Kara wore a short black skirt, a sheer white blouse and a matching white bra and thong underneath. She was looking forward to fucking the young stud and had even gone for a fresh Brazilian wax the day before.They kissed at the door and drove to an upscale restaurant in the city. They talked as they. I went to discard the containers and she had walked to the sink. As I turned around after discarding the carry-out containers, she was right there. "You know," I started to say as I placed my hands on her shoulders, "you're a fabulous lover! The way your skin feels, the shape of your body, the things you do to make it feel the best you can - you're a very caring and compassionate lady." She smiled and rested her head on my shoulder as her arms went around me. As I held her, enjoying the. The other guy had scooted back, pushing Riley's face down his lithe body until his face was planted on his pulsing fat dick instead. The rugged farmboy had never been used like this before, and as much as he tried to enjoy it, he felt dangerously out of control. Soon enough he was completely out of control - unable to do anything - but they just kept facefucking and fingering him anyway.When the guy facefucking him got close to cumming, he got real sloppy, spurting little squirts of precum,.