”Susan’s protests moved along the continuum of “But, Steven, you do make me happy in bed”, to “we’re happily married, how could I do such ...a thing”, to “Oh! I could never do it with another man”, to “are you sure it would make you happy?”, to “I would only do it with you there, never behind your back”, to “okay, but only since you want me to do it”, and finally to “who did you have in mind?”.I told her “thank you”, and that I would set something up. I had someone in mind that she knew and would. "Well no better time to test the theory then when buisness is slow, but what bar do I go to?"Dru got into down town, parked and stepped inside Fat Albert's and took a seat at the bar. Using a masculin voice she ordered a Jack and Coke. After 20 minutes, and getting a second drink, she decided to play pool. What Dru didn't realise was that she was getting checked out by Faith, a 21 year old woman with long brunett hair, supple breast, and an ass that you could bounce a quarter off of. When Dru. I want to feel it," I encouraged."God dammit. Ohhhh! Fuck! Ohhhhhh!" Sebastian screamed as he launched his cum up across my back and even a tiny amount in my hair. I could feel the warmth of his spunk splat on all over and pool in the crevices. I loved it. He was in heaven to finally be able to milk that cock of his with my tight butt.We cleaned up and it wasn't until the next weekend before we jumped to the next level. I would be lying if the exciting scene didn't have me thinking about that. She noted the ease with which her molester’s fingers were wandering her honey-slick privates. Causing her to pulse and shudder and arch her back.Sighs and groans she held in her mouth, biting down hard on her lip when she must. Somehow, in the press of bodies all around her, she had managed to ease up her arm by the carriage wall and started gnawing on the knuckle of a finger. I was the stranger with the beard that was pressed against her side aware of what was happening?I could he see the hand.