Slowly we started to fall in love with each other but didn’t disclose it…One day while playing football my leg got fractured and doc advised me to...take 3 weeks complete rest at that time my parents were not in home so used to stay alone..When she came in eve to meet me she saw my condition and was very angry to me for neglecting my health and went away in angry I kept calling her but every time she used to cut it.One day she called me in afternoon and on this day my parents yelled at me for the. My mind ran wild at the imaginings of her. My cock was stiff whenever she was near. Of course, it was the thought of her with her other lovers that excited me. I wanted my wife to be sluttish, promiscuous, wanton, debauched. As she once was. But she would not have a bar of it. She had turned a corner in her life, and settled into monogamy, and we tapered off into a quiet routine of occasional, barely satisfying sex. Then I saw Catherine’s ad; found myself waiting in the bar to talk with. ”I lowered my lips down to the partially protruding doggy cock and wrapped my lips around the tip. It didn’t taste awful. I swirled my tongue around the tip and sucked a bit and his cock started growing quickly.I pretended he was just another man, but it was difficult. I was blowing a dog’s dick!The dog began humping at my mouth, growing into my throat. He was merciless, ramming into my face. His knot was slamming against my face, but I kept my mouth closed tightly around his cock and. I leaned just a inch closer towards her, ostensibly for a better view of the screen. "My next move could be quite dangerous," I mused. To which she lowered her voice and replied, "I guess you won't know until you make it." My hand hovered over her lap, my fingers making small movements in the air mimicking the possible moves I could make next. I could feel her warmth in the air under my hand.I lowered my hand but instead of the mouse-pad I moved it to the hem of her dress, slowly slipping it up.