I felt his stuff squirt as far up as the back of my neck and between my shoulders. Jon rubbed his still-pulsing slippery tool all over my asscheeks, u...til they were covered with the stickiness of his and Marc’s mixed cum.Marc grinned like it was Christmas and tenderly kissed my forehead; I was still panting and sweating like crazy. I noticed that the room had a strong, heavy, primal scent of male and female fluids, semen and cunt; a natural smell that I just loved in the ultra-horny state I was. It's strange to fall in love with someone you hardly know but he's got this kind of effect of me. It must be magic or something.I see him at school and he seems to be quite popular with the girls. He's tall about 5'10" and has broad and a nice hard body, from years of being in football, is my guess. His hair is short and black. His eyes are a soft gray and his smile is absolutely stunning. Yes I do think I'm in love.Almost every Friday night I know he swims outside in the huge swimming pool his. Her hemline was always a little higher than business proper, but none of the managers complained.We met over paperwork issues. One of the other girls warned me she was a little mercenary, a little too materialistic, but I put it down to misplaced jealousy, wooing her until she accepted my ring.The marriage was small but nice. We honeymooned in Florida, and her tiny bikinis always caused a stir when we hit the beach. I wasn’t bothered, because at the end of the day, all they could do was look,. "You know I do." She smiled. Only while flipping the switch on the kettle did I realize the play in words and I glanced back over to her to make sure. There was that sly little smile on Karmen's face that I'd come to know so well. I ignored it and kept my cool. After all, this meeting was so we could talk about what happened that night, to tell her it was a mistake and that it can never happen again. She was a married woman! "You sounded strange on the phone, Abel. Is everything okay?" "Sure,.