He was trying to look calm and thoughtful. “You’ve spent fifteen minutes with me and you know that I would be a good lover?”“There isn’t any...hing sexual I haven’t done, David. I can tell about a man in seconds. I don’t need a test drive. Do I need to beg?”“I don’t think so,” David said as he slipped off of his bar stool. He turned her seat so that no one in the club could see his hands. He had quickly decided to give her a test to see if she was being honest. David put his hand between her. Her heart had sunk into the pit of her stomach as he confessed the affair with the girl in the secretarial pool. All those years she had devoted to their union, shunning the numerous advances and passes in favor of the man she had chosen. And now, he was telling her that he had strayed."It wasn't about love," he pleaded lamely. "It was just the sex."Theirs had become routine. Twice or three times a week, it was the same old thing. He needed more, he told her. Something different. Something. She wiped her eyes and containedher visible confusion and upset as she sat down."what's your name ma'am?" Julia asked."Sharon," she said partially confirming my suspicions so I asked if shewas the Sharon Downey I knew.She nodded and looked at me as though trying to remember my face, shecouldn't hope to since the transmogrification erased all physical tracesof my former identity."How long have you been here ma'am?" Julia pressed.Sharon told us she has been wandering a few floors for hours, both. ”I let her suck my cock for a few minutes and then I started to position her on her hands and knees with my cock tight up against her sphincter. Mom stepped in and poked one of her fingers into Stacy’s ass. She was lubricating it for me…or rather for Stacy.Mom said, “Don’t worry, it’ll still hurt her.”I held onto Stacy’s hips and pressed until the head popped inside her. Stacy cried out that it hurt but told me to keep going. Mom told me to take a lot of little plunges into her so that she.