" I would find a good looking gent at the bar, dressed in a clean-cut suit. Whether or not he's older or younger than me is irrelevant. So long as he ...as a penis that can do the job, then I am all for his attentions. He would order me a drink, we would talk for a little while and then he would take me outside, to the cool air of the late night. The fantasy here goes one of two ways. Either we fuck behind the building, in the dark alleyway, where all the trash cans are and most likely, discarded. Sir – if u dont mind i want to ask a question?Yes go ahead sir, what is so different in my sucking ? I understood she was asking about my wifeMe -She just kisses my head a few times, and then strokes my foreskin. That’s all. I saidShe – why doesn’t she like to suck. It tastes so good!!Me – Not really.She – then what does she enjoy ? (i was enjoying talking all this as she held my cock)Me – I should kiss her cunt and fuck.Although my wife is damn sexy, and good figure with nice boobs.She – Sir. When the towel is removed Michael's cock, finally in full view, is fully erect, a natural submissive as I knew all along. It's a beautiful cock, circumcised, not huge, about six, maybe seven inches, with two sweet little balls hanging underneath. However, as young as Michael appears, he still is eighteen, and of course has pubic hair, which I think he would look better without. I pull out my electric clippers and place a small trash can under his sex. I begin trimming off the hair until only. Make me cum you fucking whore." I said louder as I felt myself get closer and closer to an orgasm. I was fucking her really fast and hard now. I could hear our bodies slapping together. Sweat poured off my face and drench the white t-shirt I was still wearing. ?"NO...please officer...stop...stop...stop!" Jill begged. She tried to squirm free but she couldn't move much because of my body weight and because I?had her pinned down. ?I knew I was close. Just when I was about to cum, I let go of one.