“So what you’re saying, is that you’re just another dirty old slapper, chasing one last kinky thrill before you’re too old...!”Rather than b...eing offended, Juliet smirks and notes that, “I’m not that old ... I’ve got plenty of kinky thrills in me yet!!”Andy acknowledges her confidence, then adds, “Right then ... Let’s get THESE kinky thrills...” He’s nodding down toward his big hairy beasts, “ ... Into you right now!”Our guest looks delighted, and even gives a little clap to confirm how keen she. The smell of sweat and ass fills my nostrils, overwhelming the rest of my senses. It takes all of my self-control to avoid pulling out and trying to run. Instead of fleeing, I stick out my tongue, and touch it to the inside of one of her cheeks. The taste is nearly overwhelming at first. As I start to slowly work my tongue, something inside of me breaks.This is who, or perhaps more accurately, what, I am now. Reduced to begging to be the washcloth of a massive sweaty woman. I realize now that I. ” He ends the call and sets the phone back on the nightstand. Looking over at Samantha still sleeping peacefully, he thinks about the years they have been together. They’ve been partners longer than lovers and though it has been one hell of a ride, he wouldn’t change any of it. Now, he hates to have to wake her. She mumbles something incoherent. Ignoring the mumbled mass of words, he slips his finger between her legs and into her pussy. “Sam, the boss wants us,” he whispers in her ear.“Do we. 2:30 in the morning! I went to bed at 11:15. I roll over to face my sleeping husband. I put my arm around him and he moans and pulls away. “Fine fuck you too dude!” I thought rolling onto my back. I kick the covers off of me and try to relax.I close my eyes and instantly I see his face. We’d only been chatting and emailing for a week and already I was hooked. Phone sex with him was amazing. And cyber was even better. I glance at my sleeping snoring husband with guilty thoughts. “What the hell?.