It is just as well that I look straight. I still live at home with my parents. I will probably emerge from the proverbial closet one day, but I’m no... ready yet. The big disadvantage, of course, is that I can’t take any guys home with me. Well not like that, I mean.I took a gulp of my Carlsberg, not quite sure how to react to the surprise disclosure. Adrian’s next remark caused me to splutter the lager down my shirt. “So Bob, if you need a blow job, then I could oblige you. Adrian said it in a. “A reasonable point,” I said. “I’ll counter with perception. Not other people, because I don’t believe you would tell anyone and I wouldn’t tell anyone beyond my required report to my wives as the price of freedom, so to speak. But your perception and mine. How would YOU view me afterwards and how would I view you?”“Isn’t it already too late?” Cèlia asked. “Once I asked you, it changed our perception of each other. I can’t go back and un-ask, so here we are. We can either let the sexual tension. “Come lay on your stomach on the side of the bed.” he demandedI got on my stomach and put my head on the edge of the bed and Kelvin pulled his cock out of my fiancé’s underwear and stuck it in my mouth. I continued to suck his cock and he put his hand up to my ass and worked his finger in my asshole.He kept on finger fucking my asshole while I sucked his cock in my fiancé underwear then he pulled his fingers out and put it in my mouth.“That taste good baby, you like tasting your fucking. When his two fingers began caressing my juicy labia, I found myself reaching back inside our makeshift cocoon, and groping around for the bulge in his pants. I was shocked to discover that his zipper was already down, and his cock was out of his pants. I gave it a slight squeeze just about the same time his fingers entered my shuddering pussy, causing me to stand up on my tiptoes even higher than what my heels required. I could feel his hot breath on the side of my neck, and I completely lost.