Carol called me on a weekday afternoon early in the summer. She had signed out one of the video cameras and taken it home. “Come over and we can pl...y with it.” I could hear the sultry excitement in her voice. Carol had once described her desire for sex as an addiction. Maybe it was. I would leave that determination to others who were above my pay grade. What I did know was that Carol had almost an insatiable need for physical pleasure. It wasn’t an every minute of every day need. But to say. Seeing an opening, one of the other men sat on the edge of the bed, ready for his cock to be deep throated again. M applied pressure until her knees buckled again, then released her throat to the cock in front of her. She wasnt air tight, as her pussy was being spared at the moment, but she almost couldnt breathe. Her senses were over loaded and she choked on the cock in front of her. This seemed to spur M and the other man on, as they both began to fuck her even harder and deeper. The point. It feels like you're throwing me at Trent. Are you trying to get rid of me?" "No, Jeanne I'm not." "Then please explain what you're doing." "I'm not trying to get rid of you, I'm trying as hard as I can to hang on to you. I'm now fairly certain that I can cope with your new life style. Actually, I think I can probably reach a point where I enjoy it almost as much as you do. It appeals to my voyeurism. I still need some time before I'll feel comfortable living with you while you're dating and. " She smiled with a look of "you're nuts" but said "well if you want to". So I changed into the underwear and continued to pack. She didn't make a big deal of it, but was definitely watching me. I was turned on and hard as a rock, which I’m sure, she didn't miss. In fact the tip of my cock was slightly peaking out. I had always wanted to do CFNM and this was my chance. I went for it! I asked her and so do you like? Pointing and motioning up and down my body and that I was packing wearing only.