Located in an abandoned and mostly forgotten part of town, it was close to the one room apartment where Stan spent his free time, away from the stress...and pressure of modern city life – just the way he liked it. Not so long ago, Stan had been a rising star in a large manufacturing firm with a mortgage, wife, and second hand car, and filled with dreams and energy. But downsizing quickly dispatched his assets, and while his pregnant wife ran home to momma, Stan set out alone. Weeks of rejection. In her wilder moments she would often wank her cock and licked the spunk from her own hand, and yet this tasted similar but different, if that was possible. She did not realise that she was sucking and swallowing a stranger's spunk and therefore the taste would be slightly different.Then the voice inside her head told her to stand and to lie on her bed with her feet still on the floor. In a trance and wondering what was about to come next she did as she was told. Jim then stood between. The real danger would be that either of their daughters might awaken, but that would not be this night, for they were at their cousin's for the evening.Giving her one last ferocious suck, I grabbed my prick and rubbed it at her entrance, which magically opened for me."I will be very gentle with you, my love," I assured her and heard her laughed scoffingly at me. "You couldn't hurt me, Phileas; you wouldn't hurt me if you could. I can tell that about you."Never had I felt more the cad.Still, as. ‘Well, my parents were very religious and so I had a restricted upbringing. Nakedness was not allowed. Do you know I had never seen a naked man until last Saturday? I only saw my husband naked on Sunday morning because I insisted. Anyway, my teenage years were dominated by the thoughts that men were bad and just wanted to make girls lose their virtue, although we were never told exactly what that meant. I met my husband at a church dance. All dances and meetings with boys were chaperoned. We’d.