Her office was in Denver, but they kept a small house in Spearfish Lake, mostly because it sometimes went months between occupancies, and Brandy's par...nts could take care of the bills, keeping the driveway plowed out, and like that.Brandy and Phil didn't mind not seeing each other that much; in fact, it was the only way their relationship survived. When the two were in Spearfish Lake -- or, occasionally, on the same continent elsewhere -- they always had a very intense few days. But, the. That night I went home and masturbated about Robin. The feeling of his cock against my ass got me all hot and horny. I jerked of to the image of him slowly entering my brown ring with his big cock, and slowly but surely started pumping into me. I didn't last long and I blew my load. Nothing ever turned me on more than that. Weeks and months pass and nothing like that happened again. I did masturbate some more about him. I couldn't help it. I felt guilty doing it, but I got so much pleasure. I bent over. Sure enough... "Are you...talking out of your ass?" I snickered."Damnit, dummy! Go grab your neighbor and fuck her...anyone! I'm fucking stuck!"'Dummy' again. "You know what, Katie? I think we need to re-evaluate our relationship. I grabbed her butt cheeks and, sure enough, felt warm flesh instead of cloth...the dress WAS illusion!"Ah! What the--? No, please stop..." she pleaded.I wound up, and...SMACK! I connected a solid spank to her shapely ass."OW! You fucker!"For that I gave. On the way we talked a lot about sex, as we both were virgins. We decided to please each other orally first and then finishing off in missionary position. We reached there by 7 30, where our friend was there to welcome us. He received us and told me to wait in the lounge until my wife who was sent to the beauty parlor to get ready for the night returned. Sagar gave me company for a juice* till she returned. My wife returned and she was looking gorgeous in her outfit. Sagar wished us luck when.