He'll want want you to do all the stuff, you know, blow him, fuck him, yadda yadda yadda." I'm slutty, Rosalie, I guess you could say that about me. I... would be weird to have sex and not do that stuff." "Yeah, but the problem is, I want you, I want you and I don't want to share with my husband, at least not right away. When I share with him, I get a ton of sex, but if I really like somebody, you for example, he takes over and I don't get what I want. " He will want to get in your ass , Sylvia.. I saw her eyes were half closen, her mouth were too half opened she then put her hands in my pant touched my crouch as i loved to be sucked by anyone i asked if she wants it she said yes. then i opened my zip, took my cock out she forced her hand on it and moved my foreskin of the cock head to the base of my cock my pink forehead could be seen in the darkness as it was shining with the pre-cum on it. she came in front of me stooped and squatted in front of me. now my cock was before her face. He shot three heavy spurts into her warm waiting mouth before he finally collapsed back into his chair, panting like he had just run a marathon. Chelsea finished swallowing down the last of his cum and licked his shrinking cock completely clean, placing it softly back into his pants and zipping him back up. She finished by placing a soft kiss on his zipper and then rising back to her feet. "Thank you, Sir. For everything." she said, her head lowered. Then she went back and stood beside her. " When I finally stiffen, however, she reaches for the next condom. "This is redundant, you know. I'm on the pill." I come from a prolific family," I reply. "We may be more fertile than average. Two levels of protection aren't too many."Once she has raised our desires to the point of pain, she mounts me to assuage them. At one time this blithe hedonism disturbed me. Now I take Susan for what she is. She likes me well enough, but she doesn't love me. What she loves is sex.She bends so that I can.