She asked him if he would like some tea or milk? And while saying the word ‘milk’, she just adjusted her shirt with a naughty smile. He knew where... this was going.With a naughty smile, he just stared at her tits and said, “fresh milk will be good”. And he asked her would she like to have the same with his hand rubbing his hard dick over the shorts.She straightaway pounced on him and started kissing his lips. The smooch was too sexy and it looked like never-ending. Their tongues were gauging each. I could see the moons of Dustins swathy ass going up and down between my wife's white legs, that were pointed straight at the ceiling. Her white arms encircled him, as her hands stoked and caressed down along his and back. He was bent down and was kissing her deeply. I could see my wife's head angled to his, and rotating as she returned his kiss. One of her hands moved up to his neck, and pulled his head closer to hers. His fingers were tangled in her golden mass of curls. Slowly, he begin to. " Never done that,” he says, quitely."Straight married guys who are discrete consider it safe to carry on man-to-man encounters all the time. What's a guy to do when he's horny?" I warm to my theme. "It's a lot safer than fucking another woman who can't keep her mouth shut about it and pretty soon everybody knows. Even getting a blow job from a woman could be a disaster if your wife finds out. Did your wife give you head?" Only once, briefly on our honeymoon. She would never do it again and. Hortense was all over Fictionmania, reading stories, reviews and shrieking with LUST for what she thought of it all! She wrote realms of commentary, giggled and fell off her chair laughing at insults and putdowns she's made up for whatever crossed her path. But, as she wasn't known as Hortense, she was forced to savor her handiwork alone, because she'd get bounced the minute FM realized who she was. So it was in this spirit she discovered some girl, with the same name as she had, posted a.