You don’t get to sit in my living room and disrespect me. So, do us both a favor and tell me why, after all this time, you hunted me down. What was ...o important that you couldn’t call or write me a letter. You never even bothered to come after me when it might have still mattered. John did. Even Serena did. But not you.”“I’m sorry for that, Emmy, I truly am. I was angry and hurt. You know, I didn’t twist your arm to be with me, Emmy. I seem to recall you signing a contract giving yourself to. I knew it all along. But, when I asked him specifically if he would like to find another man to suck his cock, he hesitated. It was then that I realized that although my husband was truly bisexual, he was also submissive to me. Michael wanted me to set it up and make him cocksucker – just like in those DVD's we loved. I then began using the internet to find a man to feed my husband his cock. Within a couple of weeks, I had found 2 very promising prospects. We began sending pictures back and. I turned and walked down the hallway and entered the theater. It was very dark inside and I had to pause for a moment to allow my eyes to adjust. Finally, I was able to see and I observed there was an aisle in the middle with seats on both sides. I selected a seat in the last row at the aisle. There were several men standing behind me against the wall. Shortly a man from behind me moved and sat in the seat next to me! I thought to myself…Here we go!He was a black man, very tall and painfully. However, after a few I began to enjoy the attention and they became more passionate. As we were in the middle of a long kiss he moved one hand to my chest, unbuttoned my blouse, ran his hand inside then up under my bra. After more than a year and a half of nothing my nipples immediately reacted by perking up. When he commented on how quickly that had happened I told him I guessed it was because it had been a while since I had been touched. As he continued to play with my breast I felt his other.