We pulledinto a parking lot and Jackson jumped out of the car and ran around toopen the door for me. He put out his hand to help me from the car. As w...started to walk towards the stadium, Jackson took my hand in his. Itfelt a little strange to take someone hand like that on a first date,but truth be told, I don't totally know what's right and wrong when itcomes to dating. Come to think about it, this was my first "real" date.Oh my god!! This is my first real date and it's with a man.The only. I got up off the bed I couldn't believe my life had come to this but in a strange way it really turned me on my wife had become a real cock lover and was getting dirtier by the month.unfortunately just not with me I'd get the stories of what was happening from her the big real cocks she was taking. And if she sure fit she might wank me off whilst she was telling me with her hairy pussy going up and down on my cock until I shoot my load then she would get up lower herself onto my face and make. She looked at herself in the mirror, at 28 she was in prime shape, her tits jutting out, their slightly dark aureoles accenting the lighter nipples as she stood there watching her hands move over them. She should have made love before he went to work, now she was so horny, and her hands reluctantly left her tits as she unzipped her pants and stepped out of them, her pink panties showing the outline of her pussy lips on the crotch and her finger traced it on the stain panties as she closed her. It almost broke my heart and both Peter and I were devastated but what can we do? I started avoiding him at work. It was difficult but I had no choice, I had to do it. He would text me but I wouldn't reply. He apologised for dragging me into this relationship. That moment, I knew we had to stop it.***After a week of not "seeing" Peter, I longed for him. One night, I was watching porn and ended up touching myself. I started massaging my breasts and pinching my nipples the way he did. I imagined.