They also both knew that there wasn't any comparison between Cathy's new Black toy and the husband's dick, no comparison at all. As this...new toy replaced her old, they were playing with it almost every day and quite often for hours on end. He would eat her pussy out and slide that big Black cock in and out of her now constantly horny pussy. To her husbands delight, her once tight little pussy had now become this deliciously stretched out, gaping and cavernous pussy. Her pussy had. There's only one unattached guy at the bar, and he's not my type.I've seen his kind before. He's my male counterpart - handsome, almost pretty, experienced at seducing women, but slightly jaded by the sheer numbers of his conquests.No, I like them a bit more naive. More... Tender.Still, a little practice never hurts... ****He****Nothing's happening here tonight. Once I finish this drink, I'll move on and see if the action's better somewhere else.The only unfettered female in the place is not my. When she stepped out, he was standing there, offering to towel her off. Declining the invitation, she toweled off her body and wrapped the towel around herself, confusing Dylan with her sudden bashfulness. She passed him, mentioning they should get dressed because Brenda could be home soon.She bent to retrieve her shirt and felt his hand pat her exposed snatch. Mrs. Walsh unintentionally moaned. Straightening up, she looked back to see him standing behind her, his hand still between her legs.. What?* I put my hand down there, and... God.* I don't know what words to use. Played with myself.You did?* Uh huh. I was so horny. I hope you're not mad.Why would I be mad?* Well, I feel guilty about it.You shouldn't.* No?No.* Oh, good. It was quite nice.I bet.* Not as nice as if you were there.Thanks.* No really.Okay. You know what?* What?Thinking about you doing that... it makes me horny.* It does?Yep. I'm umm... getting hard as we speak.* Oh. Well, we should have discussed this before.We.