To ensure my compliance he would draw me to him and kiss me long andsweetly while his hand stroked my bottom.It was in the last week of the summer hol...days and David had suggested,rather surprisingly, that he would take me out to lunch to a local Italianrestaurant to celebrate all we had done over the weeks. It was agonysitting next to him on the banquette seats, our thighs rubbing, his handfrom time to time dropping to adjust his napkin and squeeze my hard cock.It was the first time I had had. That is until I watched a guy named Jason slide his hands down the belly of my long-dead wife's kid sister. In those initial moments of her with Jason, Alice became Megan. And then I was on fire with all that cuckold crap. It was a poison that can destroy, bringing on a state of mind that causes men to incite their wives to wanton cruelty. As its toxins raged through my veins my rationally skipped ship. I knew the girl being fucked in front of my eyes was not Megan, but my emotions had a. Ahhh, such a sweet, soft mouth."I felt tears coming to my eyes, and I was having trouble not gagging. His dick was getting bigger and harder as he slowly worked it back and forth in my mouth."Now, I'm going to pull out," Bobby Joe said, "and I want you to suck on the head like a lollipop and to work your tongue around it. Ahh, yes, I like that. You're going to be a good bitch."His dick head was big and the pisshole was leaking precum. It tasted salty. The sweat of his groin was giving off a. His firm hands tracing the outline of my wet speedo and my ass crack and lingering ever so slightly as they pass my anus, making little circles on the spandex. My knees tremble and my legs go weak, and fall to my knees, only to find his swimming trunks poking me in the face. I pull my head back and turn away, but he presses closer. I slowly nod no from side to side, mouthing the word, as I feel the head of his penis bumping into my nose, lips, eye and cheeks. I can smell the chlorine. I can.