If you really don’t want the girl, maybe we can trade. The girl, Elena, goes free, right after you die.’ At that moment, I faltered for a moment. ...id I want to die? Or did I want to have sex? Elena was half-naked in front of me, her breasts perky and slightly upturned, her lips parted ever so slightly, so lush and kissable. But I shook myself from this reverie. ‘Albrecht, you said that if I ever needed your help, you would help me. I just hope that this is what you were waiting for.’ ‘What the. He bent over to reach his toes and I got a perfect view inside. Oh so hot! I wanted to fuck him right then and there. He looked between his legs and I quickly turned around and grabbed the shampoo. At this point I had a full raging boner, seven and three quarters. "Got any soap? It's empty over here." He walked over but I didn't hear him. "Yeah lemme grab it." I grabbed the soap and went to back up to him but instead ran into his dick and felt the pressure of it against my firm ass. I quickly. Hiswoman had been had by another and filled with sperm.Our entire future rested on this moment. He stoodstaring at my open legs, mouth agape for severalmoments as he took in the obscene slutty sight beforehim and then did the unthinkable. He didn’t tear off his clothes and mount his slut girl.He dove between my legs and ravished my crotch with hismouth, lips and tongue! He slobbered all over my legs,asshole and cunt, licking and sucking all the cum fromme he could. Amazed at his response. "That gave me something to ponder.As Deanna and I settled into making a home together, we found ourselvesin perfect synch on almost everything?tastes in decorating, music, food;how we wanted to spend our free time; what kind of sex games gave us boththe most pleasure. It was almost frightening how perfectly in synch wefound ourselves.Even our disputes didn't rise to the level of arguments. One day shebrought home a brochure for a pole dancing class. "It's exercise,darling," she said.I had.