"Damn it!"Jackie looked up from her book. "What's wrong, bunkie?"Sly sat down heavily on the couch next to his roommate and sighed. "Some of the ass i... this town is so fucking far back in the closet that they'd taste like mothballs, even if I could get them out of there."Jackie put her book down. Her gay friend blew up like this pretty much every weekend, after attempting to trawl for some man-love and coming up empty."This area is so ultra-fundie that I'm more likely to get lynched than laid,. The first hug and handshake. The reality of the moment finally arriving. The feeling of her soft skin under the table. The casual conversation taking place above as my hand moved slowly but deliberately under the hem of the sexy dress. The eyes that scanned the room, and the ones that spoke more than words ever could. The mix of emotions visible when I told the proud and excited husband that my hand was currently rubbing the very wet pussy of his sexy Hot Wife. And that was all before we went. I whispered in her ear and asked why she was so wet…Ana smiled and said she had been thinking about Byron and that fantastic black cock of his. I pumped her wildly and finally emptied my balls into her stretched and well used cunt. Then I rubbed her wet crotch and told her goodnight. Next early morning I was at work, when Anita called me.She said that Byron had just called her and wanted to meet her… Of course she had accepted. I asked her if I still had time to come back home and watch him. We pulled up to this big, imposing building, with a long gravel drive, looked like a stately home. I won’t tell you exactly where or the Dr.’s name to preserve his and our confidence.‘He sees his private clients from home’ Dan said.We walked into a huge hallway, with a big curved staircase and a huge crystal chandelier, an elderly gentleman let us in, and showed us into the lounge, ‘The Dr. will be with you shortly’, he said in broken English. Dan said something to him in Swiss, I’ve no idea.