“Poor Frank! You do know every man’s dream is to be fucked to death? Honey, you are preaching to the choir. I know exactly what you’re feeling, ...ut you’re still young and filled with hormones.”“Your telling me! Now I’m filled with more than hormones.” I giggled.“I can see how the thought of becoming a wife and mother is daunting to you, but you picked a good man. In my thirty-five years on this planet, I’ve never seen a couple more in love than you two.”“So, you don’t think I’m a bit…. His eyes again closed, as she slowly began to stroke him. He moaned uncontrollably. His penis had not had any ones attention but his for five years, and it felt unbelievable. His back arched as he felt the familiar feeling of her soft tongue touch the head of his shaft. He didn’t dare open his eyes. Her tongue traced around his circumcised head, then he felt the warmness of her mouth envelope him. In his mind, he began to thrust his hips upward to meet her lips while his hands gripped her hair.. Almost always when I would story tell in bed about another cock joining in, I would notice a little extra hunger and wetness in her pussy. And she never said no, just maybe or she wouldn't know unless she tried.This progressed to me writing stories for her to read and creating assignments, complete with pictures, for her to tell me what she liked, what she didn't. She always said that I had an active imagination and a very naughty mind. But she always looked forward to the assignments and we. "Toddy."Todd was tall, gorgeous with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. He turned to me looking surprised. "Bruce Burnett?" Hey, dude, let's go grab a drink together?" I suggested, my eyes lingered down to his crotch area and thought of sucking his cock. "Sure," he replied. Todd stepped into my car and I drove us away back to my rich house. An hour later, Todd and I sat around the pool drinking bottles of beer as we enjoyed the hot weather. "God, it's hot today," I commented and took my t-shirt.