She whispered in my ears, “No one is here except you and me. I want to give you a surprise. Don’t panic. I’m sure you shall be surprised in the ...nd and you’ll love it”. I just smiled, shook my head in affirmation and she took my hand and led me sit in sofa and offered me a glass of water. I returned the glass. And in a minute, she sat closer and ran her hands directly on my lips. I gave a peck on her finger tip, kissed it, sucked it a bit and gave a tender bite.She: Ouch. You can’t wait for it,. She says when she has a guys cock in her hand she feels a sense of power and control that turns her on and I must admit that when we make love following one of her encounters she fucks like a woman possessed.My wife, Pat, is very involved in civic affairs and one night I was sitting in the neighborhood bar having a beer when the six o'clock news came on. I wasn't paying any attention to it when I heard one of the guys sitting next to me say to the guy on his right:"I wonder if Pat is still. Now, more lightened it’s clear that’s not a small bedroom. On his right it’s a king-size bed with white and red sheets rested against the black wall and a recamier, or as it’s commonly known, a bedroom bench in front of it.To his left, there’s a burgundy armchair and the wall that looks more like a library from all the books there. In the middle of all those books is a world map with the oceans in black and the countries in grey. A few inches under it there‘s a desk with no more than an iMac. .. you aren’t doing porn, are you?” she remarked getting loud in the process.She broke into a big laugh, as I pulled out my wad of $50 bills, “You are kidding me, aren’t you? How did you really make all of that money?”I used my phone and brought up a picture of Brandi Love, explaining the scene I did ending with my giving her a full load and a smile.“She looks old,” my sister said. “Have you really become a porn actor?”“Yes! You are pretty enough to do it yourself,” I casually remarked.She.