I was done with Omar always laying over me and not asking me to do anything.I readily did it and started straddling him. He kept saying,-go faster! Ma...e me cum…!-I straddled as fast as possible. After a while, he said,-now do it harder and slower. I am gonna cum!-I slowly pulled up and fell down at once, and repeated.After a while, I felt his juice inside me. Then he squeezed his cock and I fell on the bed, off of his cock. I was so tired and full of sweat all over me.After a while, he came. Now let it go, please.” I made eye contact with the waitress, and gestured her over to our table. “You have to tell me. Maybe we can even do some kind of role-play and get you off,” she teased, grinning. I knew Michelle well enough to know that she would not let this go. And if I told her she probably would end up making that fantasy come true. But I didn’t want to tell her. “So, you’re ready to order?” the waitress asked. “Yeah. I’d like to start with a drink first. A rum and coke please,” I. I HAD made him regret it at one point, though in the end, things had worked out. I’d heard through Alyson that Becky was pregnant, and although there was little chance I’d ever see her or her baby, I wished them well. Once again, I reproved myself for letting my mind drift to another girl when I should have been focusing on the one that was supposed to be holding my attention.“I understand completely,” I said.“She says we’ll see you most Fridays. I’ll have Les give you a transmitter for the. She rolled over and stood up , she picked up her cloths and left the room, I could see the alarm clock it was just nine fourty five in the morning. The camera cut off , when it came back I could see the clock it was high noon and the reason it came back was there was my wife with the same guy. She was wearing a white tennis style skirt and a white sports bra. She sat on the bed and he steped out of frame. I could tell they where talking but I didn't have the sound on the DVR connected . Then.