It was making me hard and wanting to go in there and fuck her. I watched her fuck the dildo for about a couple minutes more before she came and stoppe... with the dildo. By this time I was rock hard and rubbing my cock through my pants. I slowly shut the door so that Amanda would not know I was there. I slowly walked away and went down stairs. I went down and opened the front door and slammed it shut, to make it sound like I just had come home. The next day it was Saturday, I was playing on going. He would work here in town a couple months and he would continue travelling around the country…The black gut stared at me from head to toes, saying I was looking gorgeous, sexy and, mostly of all, very worth a good fuck…He asked if I was alone; so I decided to tell him a little lie, saying that I had gone there alone and nobody would wait me at home.I was not a full liar, since my loving hubby was out of town; so, nobody was waiting for me at home that night…I told him that, if I did not have a. I was not my own person.I was just everybody’s kicking, or rather, fucking boy. Now, however I was given god status by Mother Nature only to find out my wife ruled. But I loved her and I’d been a life partner with her for years. Oh well.As I was correctly arranging my bins on the side of road my neighbor beyond the Chief’s place pulled up and congratulated me on my “new title”. “You made the news dude! You gettin’ laid yet? Man, your dick is famous already.” I just smiled at him, no words,. “I said Kiss!” I shout. “Put your god-damned lips together, your arms around each other, and start making-out! And I wanna see plenty of tongue too!” I’m not sure which of you snaps-to quicker. I step back and look at the two of you. Ox is still fully clothed, flannel button-up shirt, newish jeans held-up by a thick leather belt, buckled with a big horseshoe. You are not a small man, but in the embrace of this big Ox, you look tiny. That you are naked doesn’t help. I can’t tell if it’s.