He was irresistible. He whispered softly into my ear whilst kissing my neck, teasing with his tongue. I felt such heat between my thighs, wetness floo...ding from me. When I cast my mind back to that moment, it becomes glaringly obvious to me just how unfulfilled I had been whilst with my ex, never realising how good such intimacy could be. Experiencing such sexiness made me greedy for more. I was ravenous, desperate to go wild, to fuck this gorgeous man with all I had to give…To let him fuck me. We both froze, and I held my breath for what seemed like an hour, waiting to see if I'd ruined everything. “Well,” he said, “that was definitely the next level.” “Yes, it was,” I said. “Pretty angry level,” he said. “Yes, it was,” I said, grinning widely. “Don't be grinnin' at me,” he said, smiling himself. “I'm having an existential conflict.” “You exist,” I said. “Conflict resolved. And just so I'm clear: You're soaked in nut and still holding my dick, but it's a little peck on the lips. “Carrie was having an affair with her tennis instructor and I never suspected a thing.”He sat somewhat heavily on the sofa, next to her, but also apart after putting the mugs on the coffee table. Then he reached for the milk jug and poured a tiny amount into his mug. He offered the jug to her, she lifted her mug and moved it towards Alan and he tipped in a good measure of milk remembering she always liked it milky, especially when the tea was strong. Natalie smiled by way of thanks.“You used to. .no bulge in his shorts. Hilda you old rascal what haveyou been up to. Yeah, those must be real titties too. Not like any of mypansies. Dressed right he could easily pass as a female. At least now Iknow where to start."As Sam turned away to consult with his two pansies and Hilda, Pat managedto stop quaking. Now that Sam's intense stare was removed from his body,he relaxed just a bit. Hilda was bad but Sam really scared him. Sam andthe two sissies had startled him when they first arrived with.