He was getting turned on, even more than usual as he'd never experienced anything like that from her previous lapdances.With her heart beating faster ...ith the lust she was now feeling, Wendy was determined to put on a better online show than she anticipated, still gripping his face, she pressed her open mouth against his mouth as she plunged her tongue in, French kissing him which initially shocked him, he eventually reached in by plunging his own tongue. For Wendy she'd only ever occasionally. He said it was not an easy thing to do, but the top was so sheer and my breasts looked so inviting he could not help but look at them, a lot. When he saw me lifting my skirt, he couldn’t help but stare at my legs. I said that he should see the blouse in a bright light like in the hallway to the washrooms. I didn’t mean it literally, but that’s how he took it. He reached out his hand, helped me to stand and led me to towards that hall. When we got there he stood me under the light and backed up. I went to that bar every Saturday night for a month, I would dance and drink but never leave with someone.It was several weeks later that I the fortune to meet Preswick, he must have been in his late 20s.Preswick was built like a wrestler and was my first real sexual partner.We went to my small loft and he became the first guy to take my ass.Over the following months, I hooked up with Preswick several time and always ended up with him satisfying my now faggot ass.Although he had sex with me. I notice the bathroom door is closed.I tell him to get on the bed and don't move.I kick the bathroom door open. My wife is in the shower. I motion for her to come out, and then guide her to the bed and tell her to "sit, don't fucking move a muscle".Then I ask her: "What is it about and his dick that is worth all this bullshit?" That must be some dick. Take off your shorts, let's see what she's so enamored about."He resisted at first, but the shotgun pointed at his head soon had him stripped.