“It’s my boyfriend, Cara. I think he’s been cheating on me lately.” “Uh-oh, that’s not good. What makes you think he’s cheating?” She...inquired. “Lately he’s been so focused on fucking my ass that he’s become mad at me for not letting him do it. I try to give him all the sex he needs but his cock is so big that I know it would hurt if we had anal sex.” “What do you want me to do?” Cara asked, although her mind had already registered “big cock.” “I’m going to tell him that there are some boots. There was never anyone around to look in.Except the day I was blowing Chris in the living room and the UPS man walked up to the front door. It was a sight to behold. Chris kicked back on the couch in a state of sexual bliss and me on my knees at his feet sucking his big powerful cock. I chuckled because the UPS guy was nice enough to wait until we finished before knocking on the door.A couple of weeks later when the UPS guy came by instead of rushing like they usually do, he lingered to chat.. He, in turn, continued expressing his desire to severely hurt her.Rob, for his part, became more and more excited and gave his every encouragement and consent to everything that Peter suggested.Yvonne's lust was surging through her body as she sucked and licked and loved her husband's cock, and as her own hand mauled, fingered, and rubbed frantically at her wet, slippery pussy.It was soon agreed that Yvonne would be delivered to Peter the next afternoon and that she should be left with him, to. Derrick was a playful hulk of a guy, that enjoyed startling you to see your reaction. I had gotten use to him and would not react when he did something silly. He was in the section reserved for deviant behavior examine a magazine and looking puzzled. I approached him asking 'what's got you so interested,' he showed me a picture of two people having oral sex. I said to him 'you should try it, you make like it.' With that I went on my way replacing books. I had a cart of out dated mags that.