” “I love sucking your cock. I love you making me do slut things.” “My wife is such a little whore. I have two lesbians that can’t wait to...lick your snatch. I’ll just finger you and will let them please you.” Peter pulled my panties down my legs and finger fucked me hard. I had several orgasms on his fingers. He pulled my panties back up and spanked my ass. He pulled my dress back up. “It’s time to go, Ellen. You’ll be quite busy tonight. Let’s go.” * My husband grabbed my hand and we got. "Really?" I asked."Yeah, it's obvious you want to suck my cock, and I love having my cock sucked," he said."But won't Andrea think you're cheating?" I asked, suddenly tentative, even though I wanted to just lean forward and take that magnificent cock in front of me into my salivating mouth."What she doesn't know won't hurt her," he shrugged."Really?" I questioned."Some of the best blow jobs I've ever received were from guys," he revealed."You're bisexual?" No," he shook his head, even as he. Finally, he reached down and began playing with her clit. she began cumming and could feel her pussy muscles become even tighter on his cock. He couldn't take it anymore and he came at the same time as her."That was incredible" he whispered in her ears.Shortly after they fell into a deep sleep, until she awoke feeling his cock in her again. "good evening sweat heart" he said while still pushing into herShe wrapped her legs around his body and fucked him back for all she was worth. It didn't. Janice broke my concentration when she began to tenderly scratch my stomach. She loved my tightly crafted abs and chest. Honorable mention to my ass. A big part of my recovery has been a healthy diet and exercise. It makes a huge mental difference and the side effect of looking and feeling great is a tremendous bonus. * The depths from which I have crawled were immense. I was the guitarist and song co-writer in a rock band. We attained modest success for a couple of years. Nothing.