I opened my mouth wider and began to suck on the thick cockhead. It was huge; I started sucking harder and harder, trying to slide along as much of it... shaft as I could manage.He said he did not want my mouth; he wanted my married cunt. He would enjoy fucking me right on Victor’s brand new pool table. The bastard added that was for sure the only place where my hubby had not fucked me yet…Before I could reply, Eric was kissing me deeply, as his hands roamed over my body, pinching my hardened. I guess he’s doing messenger boy work now. One interesting thing they mentioned was, “Party Supplies”. I guess they were planning some kind of party soon. Of course, now I wanted to ask him about it but he wasn’t home and I couldn’t ask him about something that was a secret.Becky and Addy were still ignoring me the next day and the next night Brian didn’t come home until after I’d gone to sleep again. I guess that’s why I started writing this little memoir. I felt like my voice was. Kayley had never heard of Television or Richard Hell and the Voidoids. Apparently this was an absolute travesty that Sarah promised to remedy the very next day."That old shit is the best," she said with enthusiasm as she preached on about what was apparently a very important topic to her. Kayley couldn't help but feel that enthusiasm herself.She seemed to feel that way about nearly everything Sarah talked about that night. Even the most mundane work-related nonsense seemed almost musical coming. "You like to look up skirts too?" Hell yes! Although the though of being caught is the most exciting part. I'm always trying to catch a glimpse." Oh, I see," Jack said."It's not like that at all Jack, I like guys... I like guys a lot. I think it's the risk in being a voyeur that gets me all cranked up, more than seeing."Jack nodded, but was still confused. He followed Cindy to the table at the back of the storeroom and watched as she used a razor knife to cut the tape that held the box of tapes.