Even then, a fucking red flag should’ve gone off. But no, I was too oblivious to see it then. After that night, things started to change within mys...elf. I started to look at her in a different way, not only as a piece of meat to stick my cock into. I began seeing her as a woman, a potential girlfriend and maybe even someone I could settle down with. And as the days and weeks passed – as well as our sexual encounters, which became better and better each time – I began to realize and come to. His tongue was wide and rough, as all dog’s tongues are, and Marie moaned. “Good doggy” she said as she opened her legs wider. She closed her eyes and began to fondle her boobs as the wave of pleasure washed over her. “Yes lick my cunt you lovely boy” she moaned “make me nice and wet and ready for your cock”.The image of my wife totally into what was happening made my cock grow hard. I am sure Vern, even though he did this sort of think regularly, was in a similar condition. Marie was now. After some thought, Chris turned to his computer and brought up Google's Australian page, and searched for her surname.There weren't many hits, less than a page of them, and he started searching through them. The first few were about an Iranian rock star. Momentarily diverted, Chris followed a link to YouTube that showed one of his videos. For a little while, he watched it, thinking that the music wasn't bad. Then the fellow started singing, and Chris couldn't hit the stop button fast enough:. She brought me back my beer and sat down. She asked if I was from around here or visiting. I told her I was from near hear and waiting on a girl to get off work. She asked if it was a girlfriend. I told her only a hookup at the hotel for now. She smiled and said she was single and was 22. Annie was getting of early now and wanted to go back to my room. I finished my beer as she went to clock out. I grab her hand and lead her to my room. I walked into the room and turned around and she jumped.