When they are ready to cum they can just slid deep into me and unload and then leave. I don’t want foreplay, I don’t need to be pumped on for five...minutes, I don’t want to know his name, just spew and go! Now I am not some young trailer park slut. I have a MBA from an Ivy Leauge School, I earn a six figure income and own my own software company. My husband earns six figures also. I just turned fifty, work out with a trainer three times a week. I am five foot one and weigh about a hundred. I took his part and looked at my wife to hear her answer."Sure," she said, and winked at me. "I'll owe you one." she told me as they moved off across the floor.I was starting to get angry and realized I was also aroused. I decided to just sit back and see what happened. I didn't want to start anything and, like she said, we weren't supposed to be together.I decided to ask another girl to dance. I found a beautiful brunette with a gorgeous figure. She couldn't have been more than 5'2" (my wife. I nowhave to get my extra sperm from the entertainment we do for the internationalcustomers.The third strap-on is a face dildo. It has about 4 inches of my cock thatgoes in my mouth and a locking strap to hold it in place. The other end is acomplete replica of my old cock. There is breathing hole in the dildo and afeeding tube that can be inserted into the hole, that way I can be made todrink any liquid Shannon wishes. I can be locked into the face dildo and keptsilent for as long as Shannon. Paul staring at me whenever I was leaving for school. I thought that he was looking for someone. But after a few days, I realized he was looking at me, particularly my ass. Then one day I wore trousers.So he came near me and said, “How are you today, Arman?” I said, “I am fine.” He nodded and asked, “Why are you wearing trousers today and not jeans?” I said, “I put them for laundry.”Then he said, “You look good in jeans. Try to wear them daily.” I asked him a little mischievously, “Do you like.