But then suddenly the legs were at an end and his emotions were the same a young k** on christmas morning would have, discovering the freshly decorate...d tree and the gifts that lied underneath. The sex of the young woman was totally bare, only a little spot of black hair was about 2cm above it. His eyes wanted to keep staring forever, but he forced them to proceed on their little journey.Above that spot of hair, that couldn't just have grown per chance but was a nicely looked after piece of art,. "As he was preparing for bed, I saw him naked and his genitals looked so small in comparison to Mr. Hamilton's. That made me feel less guilty. It kind of justified my infidelity. I thought of the words Mr. Hamilton said, that my husband was now my cuckold and I was sexually liberated."From that night on, whenever I see my cuckold's genitals, they remind me of a small cluster of g****s. Like a sweet delicate fruit, harmlessly hanging there, so gentle, young, innocent, tender and soft. I love him. Like, three's company, you know? And I was thinking you'd just gooff and do your thing with him and what was I supposed to do?" I won't, I promise."Then her face broke into a mischievous grin. "Tell you what - just findME a hot guy and I promise I'll be fine."I was surprised! "Oh yeah? And what would Alex think about that?"Her grin disappeared. "I don't give a shit what he thinks. Like, I toldhim I was going with you and he freaked out on me. He tried to tell me Icouldn't go." He DID? How. “Fuuuuuck,” I moaned.Once she had finished her lick, she brought her tongue back into her mouth, then licked her lips.“Fuck, you taste good,” she exclaimed. Without even looking up at me, she opened my door and got out. She closed it again and went around to the driver’s seat, where she got back in and started the car. She backed out fast and whipped back onto the road, going well above the speed limit.I laughed. Once we were back on the road, I asked her the obvious question: “And what do I.