.daddy....daddy....I love you....come into me...please...please" I did not have the courage to stand there anymore. I always thought I had been her on...y sexual partner since high school. I went back to my room. My wife came in the room exactly 87 minutes later and immediately fell asleep. I could smell the cum on her. I pretended I was asleep. I eventually fell asleep. I woke up a few hours later with my hard cock in my wife's mouth. She was passionately sucking it. She smiled and said good. How could a story be at once true and a fantasy? Which part was true and which was fantasy? And does it matter? Maybe it does, maybe it doesn't. But yes, a fantasy it was, and true as well. Even though in 'reality' it never ended like the story did.I met Alicia on a chat site, and maybe that is as far as the truth goes. Because, you see, until today she and I never met. We were just two names typed on a screen and hurled at each other through cyberspace. She never knew more about me than I. “That was the correct word. Do you bag many mistresses?”“Yes, quite a few,” he offered. “But only the most beautiful mistresses. And both of you qualify that way. I would love to hunt you and have you as my slave.”“Oh my,” muttered Angela. She should be insulted, and at some level she was. But she also felt a little thrill rush through her body at the thought of being hunted and temporarily owned. They had already exchanged phone numbers. She wondered if she would end up calling him to. Isee beech us na maree taraf thoree zayada he power sa book khinchee jis sa maree nighty gutham guthae ki waja sa phat gaee or chirrr ki awz aee, or vo peecha hatt gae, mai zor zor sa hansna lagi or boli ab toona mujha new nighty la kar danee hai or sath he boli tara pass spare hai? Hain magar vo gandee hai, kaya matlab? Samaj ja na mujha manses aa tha last week main isee waja sa, phir toon aik kam kar vo toon pahan la ya mujha da jo toona abhi pahnee hai, hi nahi vo gandee hai, quain oon trust.