Her eyes fluttered shut, and she tossed her hair over her shoulder to afford him a better view of her breasts as she began to massage and caress them....She still held the tip of his cock inside of her, and she started gyrating her hips, rotating his shaft around and around slowly. As more and more of her lubrication coated the tip of his cock, his shaft stopped moving in unison with her gyrations, sliding free of the friction between their flesh. Her walls slipped and twirled around the. He was stroking his cock now. Iwalked before him and fell to my knees. He pumped hismeat right in front of my face, unable to move I justknelt there and watched in amazement at the size ofhis cock, and wondering if I could do a good job onhim. “Come on get on with it, we don’t have all day, I’dlike to get fucked some more, that is after YOU suckthat cock!” she said with a grin. “COME ON WILL YOU?”she added. “I will, I will!” I said, and with. As satisfying as she found it though, the memory of her dream had her craving her husband - or at least the sound of his voice - right now. Flipping onto her back, she retrieved her phone from the nightstand and hit the speed dial for home. Across the country, Steven was awakened by the insistent ringing of the bedside phone. Reaching for it, he realized that Alexis had left his bed while he dozed. He heard the distant sound of the bathroom shower as he fumbled the phone to his ear. . “What?” she asked. “You’re into girls?”“Oh come on, Jack. Is that a problem?”“No, not a problem. Just surprised, I guess. You don’t seem like the type.” Now I knew I’d stepped in it.“Type. What type?”“I don’t know. You… You…”She started laughing softly. “Jack, you should see your face. You’re blushing!” She laughed again, and then so did I.“Jack, just about everybody is bisexual nowadays. I’ve been eating pussy since I was fourteen, and that was three years before I ever put a dick in my.