”“I see that you are busy so I will not trouble you again,” I said in a rather pissed off voice before I hung up on him.I sat there thinking you...bastard just like all the other men in my life. You had a girl on the side that was why he never kissed me or tried anything. How was I ever going to explain to Sherri that the man who called her princess was just a scumbag?About five or ten minutes later the phone rang, it was John. He was asking me to forgive him for not telling me the truth. He. .We held each others hands till we reached our destination… While leaving we kissed for the first time and I was in heaven…… Later she called me asking why did we kiss and this is all wrong and that she is married… To which I replied that I love her and I think she to loves me and our relationship has got nothing to do with you being married… One can fall in love again….There was pin drop silence for a while…. And somehow the phone got disconnected due to bad weather.For a moment I thought its. ” She commentates... “Come on, son...” She encourages.Feverish thrusting for a few seconds without joy – then a short pause whilst his big hindpaws appears to skitter forward, then back again, before making a fresh attempt at her pussy – making deep, hard thrusts – pushing his cock as far as he can – going between her thighs, under her, not quite getting the angle he needs to get his pink lipstick cock tip into that warm wet human pussy he knows so well ... Straining... She gasps again, “Come. Answering it, I saw Fred, standing close to the door. I opened the door, and he came in.We walked into the living room, where I’d placed a towel on the couch. In preparation for his arrival, I was nude, except for a pair of black men’s panties. Very similar to women’s panties, but cut a little different, in deference to obvious biological differences.Fred looked at me with a wondering, neutral expression. I explained that I preferred them, for comfort, my wife had no problem with me wearing.