After a few seconds, she brought a tall handsome man of about 40, tanned and already naked into the bedroom! He probably tore his clothes off the minu...e he saw her! “I was surprised when you asked me over, Ria. Watching you workout in the gym every day, I never figured...” “- Well, you figured wrong, Sam. I’ve had my eye on you for weeks.” “Sure your husband won’t be coming home?” “I told you...I wouldn’t care if he were four feet away. I’d still fuck your brains out.” They began kissing. We hadn’t established in our conversation, who would be the leader in this liaison; somehow it hadn’t come up, but with you grasping my wrist and placing my hand between your parted thighs, guiding me to your sex, it becomes obvious that in this instance, you are in control and will have your satisfaction from me. I am content to let you make the running, content to follow where you lead although it is foreign to me. Usually, it is me that sets the scene. A finger gentle prises apart the lips. I finished cleaning and informed her. My girlfriend inspected her hole with her hands and seemed satisfied.She allowed me a few minutes to clean my thighs and wherever else shit clung on to.She: A few weeks ago you wouldn’t lick my hole if I hadn’t bathed and cleaned it. Today, you ate my shit. I own you completely, . It’s going to be like this every day from now on.Saying so, she spat on my face.She: Now that you have eaten my shit you wouldn’t have any problem drinking my pee, would you?. “You think we don't know what these words mean, Uncle Jack, or that our little girly selves will reel with shock? Give us credit – call a spade a spade, it's much better all round.”“Yeah, OK. Sometimes my self-censoring switch is turned off. But I'm glad you're OK with it. So where was I?”“You were about to get into this young girl's knickers,” I said. “To suck her and fuck her, or something like that.”His eyes opened in surprise. “Yeah, I was wasn't I? Anyway, we get back to the flat,.