I am al inside the coffee, she heads for the toilet women.I'm still paying attention to other women in the toilet.The brazen car park comes in a booth... and closes behind her. I'm a little surprised but not discouraged, I go into the booth next door.I listen to the wall, I heard his jeans down and sit down, I begin to doubt what I saw outside and I tell myself that I have to make a film.I hear pee, after a few seconds, I no longer hear anything, I see the folds of his trousers beneath the wall,. ..Me: stop show some respect and suck it firstWife:did you went to a super night club before & get girls Me: yes twice before we met but never had girl for sex only for a short discussion (big lie i went many time but few had some girls to get them out) Wife (now fucking the dildo wich she usually get disgust it from):What if the girl didn't want to go out with the customer Me:once we were theire a man about 50 years weighted more than 130kg , he was sitting on the table next to us but I could. “ Oh Daddy, I have been a little bit naughty, I thought of other men having me, I’m so sorry, shallI go and kneel on the bed and lift my dress for my punishment?” God she hoped so, a nice littlespanking before being fucked hard was so good.“ Oh that can wait my love, but you know you will have to punished later, ten… no make thattwenty smacks and to make you remember that you are Daddy’s and only Daddy’s count themout loud, but that’s for later”. He took his hand from under her skirt and. "I was joking Marcus." Oh, right." He replied and to my amazement a look of disappointment crossed his chiselled features, it was a look that would play on my mind for days afterwards.It was after that day at the gym that I really started to fantasise about Marcus fucking me. As my fantasies became more elaborate and my need to have him inside me consumed my every thought, my loyalties dissipated like a snowman under a heavy downfall of rain. It didn't help that my initial denial to share a.