” She took my chin and lifted my gaze. “I want you to understand something. You will never fuck this pussy. Never! Girls like me fuck big cocks. L...ttle-dick boys like you don't get this. You get little nerdy types like Julia, but only if you marry them first.” She laughed maliciously. “I want you to repeat something so you completely understand. Tell me that little dick boys like you don't get good pussy.” I was so blown away I could hardly care. Her eyes up close were honey-brown. Lord, what I. Alex's eyes went wide, "You mean, you know!" he asked."That Mr. Paul Larsen screwed your dad over, that he dangled a deal infront of him, and turned around and gave it to someone else. Your poorold man banked on that promised deal and was blown out of the water whenit proved to be a negotiating tactic." The man shook his headsympathetically.Alex was so surprised, he had come to that conclusion long ago, and yeteveryone treated his Dad's suicide like some accident or something.Larsen had driven. This will be interesting. He must take it slow with her so she does not bolt like a young unsure horse.“Emma, I will guide you, and we will take it very slow so you can learn. This is one of the main things I will be wanting you to do to pleasure me. In time it will become a natural thing to you, and you will know when your mouth should be holding my cock.”With that, Donald kisses her once, and then places his hand on the back of her head, and guides her down to his only starting to harden. I told him that I would help him if he wanted to try to fuck my wife Joan. Several months following when I discovered my true bisexual nature on that business trip, Tom was still feeding me his cum about once a week, and he was constantly pestering me to help him fuck Joan. I agreed to help him but was certain that my conservative wife would never fuck another man.I was thirty-six years old at the time of this story, and my wife Joan was thirty-four. Joan is five feet and six inches tall and.