“Your pussy is very wet,” Ryan said.I just smiled at him and he kissed me once again. After that he took his hand out of my panties and got up on ...he bed on the side of me. He felt my boobs with his right hand and I saw the bulge in his pants get bigger.“Can I see it now please?” I asked.“I'm not stopping you,” Ryan replied.So I undid his pants and I saw his cock poked out through his pants, but it wasn't as big as I imagined. It looked like it was about 6 inches, but I was expecting it to be. Think of it as another chance since we're such good buddies" "Thanks man, I can't tell you how awesome that is and you don't even want anything in..." "Actually I do, but it's really no big deal. Just, if you're daughters or those pretty friends of theirs I saw getting ready for a sleepover either decide to come into the kitchen while we're still playing, I'm gonna ask them to have sex with me and you gotta be cool about it ok? "Steve! My daughters are 10 and 15 what the fuck is. I passed out as soon as the aircraft took off. I awoke with the uncomfortable and embarrassing need to puke. Not liking the idea of carrying my vomit in a barf bag, I quickly unlatched my seatbelt and rushed to the nearest toilet, thankfully unoccupied, and vomited up the bitter coffee and the buttered toast which had been my quick breakfast before rushing to the airport. Once everything threatening to come out of me came out, I washed my face in the tiny space of the toilet and walked back to. Now that I’ve had one with you, I’m interested in sex again.”“Well, I can handle that.”“I wish I could marry you and keep you with me.”“What’s stopping you?”“Nothing, actually. Except for the fact that you are married.”“That won’t stop me,” I said and gave him a naughty look.“Well, I’m married too,” he said.“So, that’s what stopping you?”“Yeah. But we can meet whenever you want. Unless your husband won’t be a problem.”“He is not a problem at all. Our marriages will be good, and also we can have.