See, she said, this is a real cock....look at it closely because this is the cock that is going to be fucking your wife. now i want you to worship it.... she put her hand on his head and put him in a kneeling position. he intuitively opened his mouth and took the whole of my cock in one shot. it was so erotic. i had been so on edge about his presence, and was not really "bi-comfortable" or "bi-curious" however he was now my slut too, i had nothing to fear. he was the fluffer for my fuck-toy. . “I do have a used Stratocaster American Special in black that I could let go for about $550. That’s less than half what a new one costs. I got it from the parent’s of a guy who owned it. The guy was crippled in a car accident and can’t play any more. That’s roughly what I gave him for it ... or at least, his mother. You won’t find a better deal than that.”“Can I see it ... try it?” Dave asked immediately.“Sure. I’ve got it on display over here,” I said, leading him toward the back of the store.. .Emmeline turned and ran, springing over a crumpled elevator door, bouncing off the call button, diving for the small brass handle on the stubby square door, her lead foot skidding and stopping her as she yanked the panel open. The beast careened after her, its foot planting on the elevator door and sliding out from under it, bowling it over on its opposite shoulder; the beast slammed up against the wall, scrambling both to right itself and to reach for its fleeing prey.Emmeline dove head-first. Once we completed our ‘business’ we waived for the waiter and split the bill. Having driven to the restaurant we gave Jorge directions to our place and he eagerly followed us. Luckily being a Saturday night and living in small town traffic is not a problem. Driving back to our place I could see that Marissa’s breast had become perkier and there was a hint of musk in the air. To me I knew that the thought aroused her without having to say a word. We arrived and Jorge was right behind us. I.