It was nearly always a jaw dropping moment for a cuckold watching his wife in passionate embrace with another man. Neil was no different. He looked at...Neil’s cock. It was erect, which was par for the course. It was also very wet. He could see the pre-cum rolling down his small shaft. He had once known a cuckold to cum without even touching himself. He wondered if Neil would do that. Claire dropped one hand down to his groin and moved slightly to one side so that Neil would see her holding. . filling me with part of her self ... using me ... in the most degrading way imaginable ... To experience that day after day, for me at least, is worth suffering for ... and even dying for.But for a moment, when the car arrived 5:59pm, I felt that panicked sensation once again. My life is over if I step into that car. My heart raced as it pulled to the curb. I nearly turned around and walked away before I heard his voice. It was Alex. He stepped around from behind the car and opened the door. He could see the outline of his prick in it, and the swell of his balls below that.“You’re kidding,” he said, raising an eyebrow.“The girls will just die when they see that. We definitely have to go swimming.”“So, is it my turn to ogle you in a dozen swim suits?” he asked.“No,” she said lightly. “I already have one.” She turned to the clerk, who was female, and who had had just as much fun watching Bobby model swim suits as Felicity admitted to herself she’d had. “We’ll take that one,” she. Maybe it was some form of prescience or precognition, but the Hamlet statement, ‘Methinks the lady doth protest too much’ came into my mind. In any case, in at least figurative ‘fear and trembling,’ she left the house to meet her doom. I was through with classes so I devoted myself to the reading that I hadn’t been able to concentrate on yesterday. As said before, her exam monitoring began at 10:00 and I couldn’t help but wonder how awful it had been for her, but I lost track of time as I.