Without prolongingit anymore I told him that I need him to drop down his pants and show me hisdick. He looked at me like if I just told him the end of...the world was going tohappen tomorrow; he said he wasn’t gay, I asked him if he wanted the $200 thatI’ve offered him earlier? He said yes, but he wasn’t gay and he wasn’t going toget ass fucked or anything like that, I told him to relax that was not thecase, all I wanted to do was look at his dick, I offered him a drink and he picked1800 anejo. This was greeted with a gentle moan. I then rubbed lotion down her legs and back up again. I brushed my fingers against her pussy, which was very wet. As I touched her labia, she moaned with pleasure. ‘That feels nice,’ she said in a whisper. ‘Roll onto your back,’ I requested. She rolled onto her back in one graceful motion. I applied some lotion on to each of her breasts and stomach. I started to rub the lotion in to her soft skin. As I massaged her breasts, her breathing became deeper. I responded to emails, work stuff, and replied to some website guys who wanted to fuck me — as usual.I thought about Cyril. I liked him: he made me feel like a million dollars and as if I was the only woman alive. That’s great, of course, but I love my guy and sometimes I just need to be fucked not loved. Do you understand? Hell, my hubby stopped doing rough stuff as we grew together because he “loves and respects me too much” — that’s crap. I decided that when I got home, I would play hard. I told her again and she again stopped. She surely wants a longer session. But I am not sure whether I am enough to satisfy her or not. She asked me to come out of the bed and asked me to sit down on the floor with my back leaning to the wall and my legs stretched. She stood in front of me and brought her pussy near my face and I was right on the job again. But very brief this time. Just a couple of mins of tasting her hot pussy and she took it a way from my face. Now she sat over my thighs and.