"First impressions?" He's okay," I shrug."Seriously?" Katie sighs. "'Okay'?" Are you and Lauren deliberately trying to set me up with him?" I ask."No,... Katie immediately replies. "Yes. Ugh... He's been single a while,you've been single a while, why not?" ...Good question," I say with a smug grin as I grab a drink and take itto Simon, before leading him to a (barely) quieter corner of the room."Thanks," Simon says, grinning as I wedge myself onto the chair next tohim."Just so you know, we're. He answered the door in his boxers and with half an erection. I went in, he closed and locked the door and I followed him to the living room. Turning to face me, he put his hands on hips and said, “Do your thing cocksucker.”Going to my knees, I hooked my thumbs in the waistband and slid his boxers down to his ankles. As Paul stepped out of them, he grabbed my head and guided me to his cock. Opening my mouth, I engulfed him. As my lips clamped down on his shaft he moaned, “Uuuuuuuummmm,” and. I grunted and moaned as he continued to push more of his steel hard cock into my anus. Finally I gasp 'please, take it easy, I'm sore as hell'. He answered 'not my fault, you shouldn't fuck every dick that comes along'. I started to struggle, he dropped his right hand and took hold of my testicles and penis and said 'don't be a stupid bitch. You don't want to keep these I'll just rip them off'. I ceased struggling as he placed his left hand in the small of my back and demanded 'bend your ass. You'll like that, won't you?"Abby turned her head into the pillow with mock embarrassment, not looking at her husband as he sat on the bed beside her."George, please," she pleaded almost theatrically, "You always make it sound so dirty. Why is it that I'm always at fault when I'm with another man and you... you're such a saint. There's never anything wrong with your activities. Why am I always nothing but a whore?"She faked a heart-rending sob, but no tears came to her eyes. Whenever the two of.