” I said trying to move out of his grip but it was unsuccessful. “Well, your husband said it is one of his fantasies to see another guy fucking y...u so he chose me to do it.” “What the hell is he thinking? I don’t want to do this at all!!!” I said, but his eyes as he looks at me were so irresistible. He has dark blue eyes. He was tall, very tall. He is skinny but with some muscle. He has dark brown hair but spiked in a way that drove me nuts whenever I see him. Feeling his chest on my breast. Like the mattress, he was filthy - dark skin covered in greasy licks of matted hair, making it hard to tell if he was African, Mexican, well tanned or just dirty. In fact, true to his mongrel nature, he was a bit of everything. And by way of greeting his new blonde farmboy, he grinned his yellow teeth, and pushed his meaty paw away from his body, pulling the loose drawstring of his sweatpants with it, letting his had prong spring free. It was like a long rough club - thick veins snaked up the. She also knew that the pallor and wrinkling of her skin was caused by her aversion to the sun and her constant drug, tobacco and alcohol use.How had she come to be here? Her life started out like a fairy tale such a few years ago, with a loving mother and a doting father. She could remember, with a smile in her heart, the times at the beach or in the park with her father or the family gatherings with her grandparents. The entire family life was shattered when her father was killed in Viet. We went to a local talkie, a small theatre where it is completely dark. We got cozy and started feeling each other only 20 minutes into the movie. Neither of us was interested in the movie and we were kissing and caressing each other and she was wearing a white suit with salwar or pajama or whatever it is called. I slid my hand in her suit from the top and started feeling her cleavage it was heavenly. She had such soft boobs with an awesome shape and taste (I later got to know) her breathing.