He shut the computer down with a few clicks and leaned back in his chair.“Dude, come on, one more game,” Kevin begged.“I’ve got study group,�... Josh mumbled as his computer powered off. “I’ll be back in a couple of hours.”“Only a couple of hours? It’s Wednesday. Is Gillian sick or something?”“Naw,” Josh said. “I’m just not in the mood.”“Maybe I’ll give her a call then,” Kevin said with a smirk.“Go ahead,” Josh shrugged and packed his laptop back in his backpack. The idea of Kevin hooking up with. I suddenly swooped down and caught her cunt lips in my mouth. I ran my tongue along her cunt lips and felt the warm and tangy taste of her juices.“aaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh…………..oooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii mummmmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyy…..” she screamed. I lifted her legs higher and started in earnest to lick her from her asshole all the way till her clitoris. Her hands were clutching her breasts and head was jerking from side to side…..her stomach muscles. The younger guy had his hands chained to the wheel and a collar and chain around his neck. He was looking over his shoulder apprehensively as the centurion grinned down at his waiting ass. Holy cow! I had heard about "fags" and "queers" from guys at school. Mostly as a insult directed at people they didn't like. I was from a small town and didn't know any gay men. I thought they only were in the big cities! Oh, there were rumors about the art teacher and one of the gym coaches and how they. This seemed ok to me until I got my head turned.The first time my head was turned was at a company function where my husband worked.It was being held in a swanky out of town hotel. Everyone was there with their partners, all dressed up in their finery.As it was a treat for us, we decided to make a weekend of it and booked a room in the hotel, as a sort of second honeymoon. I’d packed my filthiest lingerie hoping to rekindle the spark of lust in my husband.We dressed and went down to dinner with.