The meaty splatting sound of the impact filled the room, followed shortly by an anguished squeal from Lana. Her hands opened and her fingers splayed o...t, but she managed to stay in place. Pete paused only a second before he brought the belt down hard on her ass a second time, lower than the first stripe already forming where the first impact had landed. The splatting noise was closely followed again by another cry from Lana, which morphed into open sobbing. Pete kept up his scorching punishment. Henry and I had such a history. I remained silent.“How about I write out in a letter that we mail to you in my own hand, that I came over here tonight to get a blowjob from you. We could take it down to the post office, drop it into the slot, and, presto, you’d be covered if I reneged on you.”I decided to call his bluff. I got up and got a pen, paper and an envelope. I rummaged around and found a stamp and I wrote our mailing address on the envelope and handed the paper to Henry. “Ok, I’ll. A string of precum swung from my semi. I knelt. I smelt his groin and gulped. That scent was a catalyst that mixed the chemicals of my lust and made me salivate. My fingertips took hold of him and I saw the wet head and foreskin.“Wet for you.” He said crudely. I licked his wet head and tasted him thoroughly. His manly fluid and smell flooded me with chemicals of submission. I slobbered his shaft and began to blow him enthusiastically. My own cock stuck straight out between my spread legs and. For 37 years, I have shared my wife with hundreds of different men. Skinny guys, obese guys, muscular guys, Doctors, Truck Drivers, Fireman, Soliders....the list goes on and on.So many of those men have come back for more and continue to. She barely has any free time on her hands with all of her “repeat” friends wanting to inseminate her. It is quite normal in our house for Gracie to get a text at 6:00 a.m., from one of our friends, asking for a quick blowjob on his way to work. I walk into the.