” “Nor have I.” Susan responded, hesitating. “I think I want to experience it again.” Dalias’ voice caught in her throat. She struggled to...form the words… “I… I, want that too.” And the phone went dead in her ear. The persistent knock on her apartment door roused Dalia from her fitful dream. She pulled on a silk summer robe and made her way thru the darkness to the continuing sound. Her eye to the peephole, she saw Susan looking back at her. The door swung open, almost as if it had done it. She understood what was happening and she took me in her mouth, sucking me vigorously. Soon she had put her hand down her pants and started to rub herself and softly moan. After a little while, I pulled away and told her I was coming inside. In between leaving that room and coming back into her space, I went back into the theatre and told a couple of the guys to follow me. I pointed them towards the room I just left and went into the room with my wife. She was there, beyond horny and waiting. ” jenny, as drunk as the rest of us, said “i want to fuck too, but my husband is passed out drunk, he’s pissed in his pants and if i’m not getting fucked, why should you guys get to fuck?” “i’m not leaving without you guys.” rachel told jenny that if she stayed, she would just have to watch us fuck. Jenny said that she wasn’t leaving, so just go ahead.I figured that it was over and i was ready to go, but rachel began to undo my pants and quickly had my cock in her mouth once again. I looked at. I have no wife and no kids and noliving family, but even if I did, I wouldn't tell you. I live in a majorcity, and that I can tell you. New York.I am normally 5 foot 11, with a decently athletic build. I have slightlytan skin, black hair, and brown eyes and have been told by many women, Iam handsome. And that is not me being smug. It is me being honest aboutwhat I have been told for over many years. Many more years than I care toremember.So there, you now know enough about me to where if you.