He kind of reminded me a little bit of Jake, and I thought about all the hot sex I had had with him back in the city and how nice it would be if he wa... there to fuck my ass hole while I played with my dick. I could feel my balls tightening up, and before I knew it, I had shot a load in my shorts. It had splashed up all over my hand, and as I watched Mr Hanson finish washing his car, I licked the spunk off of my fingers. I became kind of obsessed with Mr Hanson after that. I really wanted to get. 'That's the problem, ' Béla agreed. 'He wants me to love him. And only him.''But how can that be when I plainly see in his thoughts that he enjoys your ... what was that phrase ... Oh! Your 'extramarital' activities?'Béla chuckled at the phrase she knew he would never use to her face regarding her sexual proclivities. 'He may not say it to me, but he does think it, doesn't he?' Béla replied, half thinking to herself, now. 'It pleases him that I fly free, yet return to him at day's end. But like. I ogled as she shouted at her brother before he diverted her attention to me. In which she simply stayed quiet. "Hey" she simply said, in the sexiest, sweetest voice, I've ever heard. She didn't say much else, but simply left, leaving the door open as she looked back at me before we carried on playing. There it was. The moment I had been waiting for. The chance to see this 'perfect 10' of a girl. I thought that I can keep that memory forever and possibly fantasy in my dreams later. But I was. And you know what, he fucked me so good last night, I almost lost sight of who I was. Shit, how does one lose sight of who they are? Easy, when you do some shit you normally wouldn’t do without even thinking about it. Straight to the point….all I know is that when I got off work yesterday, I stopped to the store for my usual bottle of merlot. Fifteen minutes later, I was at home bent over my sofa with a fit-for-my-pussy dick inside of me. I’m almost certain that my neighbors heard my.