" So you are telling me that you saw my husband knocking off his secretary in New York ... what, it must have twelve years ago?"More like sixteen Debb...ie!" Christ, and you never bothered to say anything to me?" Oh, come on Debbie, and what would you have said if I had told you?" I'd have said thanks, and kicked the bastard out." No you damn-well wouldn't have. You'd have challenged Phillip and he'd have accused me of lying. He'd accuse me of having a bad attack of sour grapes, because he'd won. So upon releasing my bottom lip from it's cage between my teeth, "The back door's unlocked." was my reply. He looked hesitant, as though he didn't expect me to take him up on his offer, so I thought I'd tempt him a little. Bringing my hand up to my mouth, my nose filling with my own sweet scent, I started to lap at the fluids that my playtime left behind. I locked my eyes on him, noticing his erection twitch in his hand. I knew I had him. It wasn't long before I heard the door creak open from. “That don’t mean I’m gay,” Earl said, his cock now a good ten inches.“That’s your business, man,” said Earl, who proceeded to put Craig in the doggie position and began fucking him. “Buttfucking a dude is pretty damn amazing. You should try it.” I was always amazed how Stan could carry a casual conversation while in the middle of sex. His ability to stay rock hard for hours and make his bottom feel good made me think about him often.But the man whose cock I had in my mouth wasn’t so bad either.. I was very glad I had used a bit of deadener on my dick, else I would have shot my load long ago. It had been a long time since I had gotten to have a great sex, much less do any ‘kink.’ Add to that a very attractive young woman who wasn’t a hooker and it made it that much more difficult to pop my cork. I was enjoying being empowered over this piece of ass, and she appeared to like it as well. I had continued to pound Anna-Brooks, moving from straight pound-pound-pound to slowing, then a.