I entered the ‘Floors 33-48’ elevator bank, and had just pushed the call button when a door opened at the far end.I started towards it, then saw a...woman’s hand toss something out of the elevator, and disappear again as the doors closed. I walked over, scooped it up, and found I was holding a woman’s blue sundress.Pushing the Observation Level call button, I looked up at the floor indicator. The elevator went all the way to the top without stopping, then began down.My eyes widened when the doors. I ask what you are thinking. You don’t say a word. As I am driving you notice that I an very hard from just being with you. You always have that effect on me. You reach over and rub my cock through my pants. I work hard to keep my mind on the road. Then OMFG you unzip my pants and pull my cock out into your mouth. It is all I can do to focus on driving. You are relentless, taking my cock all the way in, slightly dragging your teeth as you pull it out and sucking on the head over and. So we swam and waded down stream, and came up a spot where there were rocks in the water, and to navigate we had to jump from one stone to another. He told my hand for the first time, and I felt the strength of his grip, I felt that Hercules was holding me, and helping me. Never in all my encounters with sexual partners had I experienced the confidence and viral energy of a human. Finally we crossed and there was a moss cover stone with a smooth surface. He lifted me up in his arms, my heart. The entry read: "There are moments, like today, that a restlessness wells up inside of me. A time when I want to know what it would feel like to be fulfilled sexually. To have my womb tickled by the head of a huge cock, my imaginary G-spot probed, my total cunt cavity filled to capacity."That was the entry in my diary. You can see how this would certainly concern a husband who thought everything was alright in his marriage. And our marriage was fine as far as I was concerned. Only when these.