Her warm moist mouth then began to slide up my shaft. Her tongue sliding along a sensitive vein giving more plesure. Suddenly, one big suck and my coc... disappeared into Caraline's mouth. She slid her head down further taking more. As she came back up, her tongue slid along the inside of my moistened dick. With the tongue work and her heavy sucking, I had raised my hips to give her more to enjoy. Caraline had started sucking the top half of my cock and wanking the lower part. Every few minutes,. So I started writing... Outline for the story of "My Cheating Wife"'Oh yeah that's an original story title, I can change it later. Most of this I will leave unchanged, maybe a comment or two here and there. I don't want to get confused. What names to use? How about Mike and Betty, that's our real names? Knowing Betty, she wouldn't mind.'Main Characters: Mike and Betty'I remember that one guy I talked to on IM, WobblyDonkey, does a good job of setting up his stories. He said it's best to keep an. I remembered several decades of my earlier life when breakfast consisted almost exclusively of a cup of coffee and toast or a pastry.After breakfast I changed loads I swapped laundry loads and then straightened up the bedroom and living room. I put the spoon and bowl in the dishwasher and poured another cup of coffee before I glanced at the time. There were now three clocks in the kitchen: one in the oven, one in the microwave and the third in the coffeemaker. No, counting the watch on my. There might’ve still been a sky to see it when I was a toddler, but I don’t remember. Yeah, I know blonde because our neighbor’s daughter was blonde and she always got lots of attention. I think it was because of her hair (say, do your curtains match your drapes?). So, I know that color. I also know black. It’s all I’ve been seeing lately. I’m not blind, but we’ll get round to that later. We agree that he, or, it, as Madam Follick would’ve corrected with most adamant perswaysion, is mine,.