Neko polished her husband’s deflating cock and crawled out from under the table. Phil opened his mouth to speak, but shut it as a helicopter spun ov...r the house. He began once it passed.“Did the cable man come today?”“Yes,” Neko said. She popped a peppermint out off her apron and into her mouth before slipping into Phil’s lap.“And he got all the boxes?”“Uh...” Neko said. Embarrassment crept from her belly to her throat, bypassing Phil’s cum on the way. “I think so. Sorry, babe, after he. On top of all of this, she’s bisexual. Not very experienced with women, but definitely loves a beautiful woman just as much as I do. It makes for great bedtime chats.Beth is every bit as loyal as she is beautiful, so I don’t worry about her running around. That turned out to be very lucky for me when after a lifetime of making sex practically a profession, I developed erectile dysfunction. It turns out that my testosterone level had tanked. (A couple of months ago I started taking hormone. The one break nature gave women over men is that we can usually find a playmate if we really want one. And on this particular night, I wanted one.I’d had an argument earlier in the day with my boyfriend. It wasn’t over anything important, but it was one of those things that had been building for a while. He wasn’t a bad guy, but he could be boring and I wasn’t in the mood to be bored and it was time for a change. Moving on would be the best for both of us, it was time. I had told him it was. ... We had been having sex, either with Sally, or without, more so without as she had little free time that coincided with ours. Joan had excelled as a pupil but one day she decided that she wanted to experiment a little more. To my surprise she told me that she had read of a woman being "Spit Roasted" and that she wanted to try it. I explained the facts of what she was going to do and I could see that she was becoming aroused, she began to stroke my stiffening cock. I told her that she.