He enjoyed the morning with her, although there was no repeat of the fireworks from the previous night. They talked cheerfully, being careful to stay ...way from any discussion about the possible change in their relationship caused by last night's activities. Steve got ready to leave just after noon, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek with no trace of passion. As he awkwardly kissed her, he felt more confused than ever. He was so lost in his thoughts; he didn't notice her expression as he. At least two others were in the hands of their owners as they watched him start out on Paul's member.He was real nervous at first. Paul had clearly had a lot more experience than he had sexually, had even watched pornography. He'd never heard of a blow job in more than passing. And here he was giving one in front of an audience. He gently teased at Paul's head, remembering how James had loved the sensation of a tickle over his throbbing bell... Every so often, Paul would encourage him to extend. "Come on baby, tell me what you're thinking. You know what I'm doing when I go back into that room. I'm a slut, a whore, and I love it. Come on baby, talk to me, talk to your whore. Do you like fucking me when I come home after fucking strangers?"I twisted my body and rolled on top of her and started slamming my cock into her."That's it baby, fuck me, fuck your slutty wife. Harder baby, fuck me harder" and I pounded into her as hard as I could and when I came I collapsed on top of her, rolled. I can’t tell you how many times tI looked at it, stared at it! For months I had been on the fence about answering an ad. I so wanted to experience being with a man but for so many reasons, I just had not done it yet. But my goodness, Steve was beautiful. I mean, look at that cock!So many nights I dreamed of it. So many times I had masturbated, wondering what it would be like. Wondering what a cock would taste like. Wondering and dreaming about tasting cum and making that big beautiful dick cum.