"What's a class 3 lie?"Phil smiled. "Remember that `I did not have sex with that woman' lie? Well, that was a class 5. About as big and blatant as ...hey go. Class 3 is something between that and `Sorry, auntie, I have a terrible cold and can't make it'." He shrugged. "Not enough to ruin a politician's reputation, but enough to get a married man in trouble, if you get my drift."Larry thought for a moment. "And the one hour?"Phil smiled. "We trade that among ourselves. Things like short-. It had to be something that we genuinely believed that the other would enjoy if they would only have a go. And one of mine was to fuck him with a strap-on.’ ‘What else?’ ‘What did we try or what did we settle on?’ ‘Both?’ ‘You keep secrets?’ ‘Yes!’ ‘Threesomes, bondage, exhibitionism, anal and watersports. Oh and some home-made vids.’ ‘And what was good?’ ‘Well, I hate watersports. Well, I hate being pissed on, at least. And I don’t hate anal, but his cock is just too big for me there. And. She turned and faced me, and continued riding it like she was riding a horse, talking about how much she missed my dick. I kept on trying to meet her midway in between strokes. I just pushed my waist as high as I could. She put her hands on my chest as leverage for her body as her waist did the magic of rolling and whining against my dick. She began to go faster and faster with eyes closed with complete concentration, and then tightened the muscles of her pussy against my dick. In that instant. " Good. Because I must make love to you."Wow! I had never had a guy be so direct before. I felt like I should slap him for being so presumptuous... but my pussy said otherwise... I could feel myself getting warm and beginning to pulse down there.Next thing I knew, he had pushed me up against the side of the pool and was pressing his body against mine. I could feel how hard his cock was as it moved against my hips. His lips brushed over mine and I felt his tongue move into my mouth. Fingers.