I think about how much Lynn enjoyed it when I treated her this way. I know that she needs and deserves all the erotic pleasure that Jim can give her b...cause he is more of a man than me. I want Lynn to have that. I know that Lynn needs it and I can’t give it to her. As much as I am jealous, I need to put her pleasure first and accept my new place. I slowly go back down the stairs and crawl back into bed. I try to put them out of my mind, but I keep imagining the various ways that Jim could be. But as we emailed back and forth, we both decided we didn’t want to wait for Wednesday and agreed to meet at an adult bookstore.That morning, I picked out a pair of pastel pink satin panties. When I got to work I went to the bathroom and took a couple of pics in the stall and sent them to my friend. I didn’t get much done that morning for constantly checking my phone to make sure he wasn’t cancelling. He didn’t and so at the appointed time I parked in front of the store and watched for his car.. I savored each man's cum. I loved hot it tasted, different from the last. Some stronger, some sweeter, some thicker. I gulped them all down, my mouth and throat coated in the creamy treat.“What a whore,” Daddy grunted as I sucked the cocks. “Working that harlot's mouth up and down their dicks. How much money have you made, slut? Five, six dollars. How many cocks will you suck before you're done?”I wanted to scream, “All of them.” But I had a dick in my mouth that I was too busy sucking it to. ” “I know that now. At the time it felt like I was living a dream. It didn’t feel real.” “You were in shock. All I wanted to do was pull you down on top of me and get your cock inside me. But when I tried to unzip your shorts…” “I stepped away.” I swallowed my regret once again. “I’ve never stepped away since.” My wife did something wonderful with her mouth; something which made me moan and my feet flex. “No, you haven’t. Not once. I remember thinking you had such a lovely cock when it got.