Did you come to invite him to the house?” he asked me. “Of course! I don’t just come out here for no reason. Hey Jake.” I replied not thinking...that what I had said sounded a little suspicious, but apparently he hadn’t noticed. “Well ok. I’m headed back to the house to fire up the grill. Mike I guess you can just ride back with Krystal. If that’s ok.” “Yea, that’s fine by me.” Mike answered. “Yo, dad! Is it ok if I ride back with these two?” Jake asked “Yea I guess its ok, if its ok with your. I told him I didn't , and he said to me these movies make me hotter then hell. I gave him a grin and said Ya I can see how they would. Much to my surprise he then added Man I need a load of cum bad. I would love to give you a blow job. Well I had never had a man suck my cock before as I never was into the Gay type of sex but damn that movie was already giving me thoughts about having my cock sucked like that babe was giving that guy on screen ..He said I don't want anythng from you except your. But her sizes are very good. Her husband is working in a software company and busy with his duty. They are tenants of my opposite flat. At the beginning, I have no intention of fucking this young lady but when she talked to me while moving from my flat to going down, I found some difference in her talking and eyes. Then an idea of fucking her came to my mind and waiting for the opportunity. On a Sunday my wife went to her sister’s house. I did not accompany her because I have to attend some. Neither felt weird or odd or dirty. Neither felt greedy or lusty or perverted. Both felt normal. And how her hands lingered a bit longer than expected felt mutually acceptable and good. But she did slowly withdraw her hands. And it was clearly and obviously slow. Almost like slow motion. Almost like they were both processing the moment and not wanting the sensation to slip away too fast. But her fingers took a natural detour. To her mother's nipples. Not like a husband would do. Or like.