I'LL SEND YOU THE ADDRESS.Jackson responded almost instantly: THAT SHOULD BE FINE. I'LL LET YOUKNOW WHEN I'M ON THE WAY.Tyler sent her the hotel addre...ss, exhaled, and looked at the nearestclock. Time for the next thing on his to-do list.He left the guest room, crossed through the condo, and let himself intoBen's office. Ben sat behind his desk, thumbing around on a tabletcomputer, going over his presentation. Tyler walked around the desk andgot behind Ben's chair, then leaned over and hugged. But there’s always been something missing. I have a very healthy sexual appetite – I love it. And so does Peter. We like the same things for the most part...”Have you told him about your... ‘Fetish’?“No. I’ve never told anybody about my fetish before. I suppose I thought no one would understand. It’s normal for me, but I worry that it might change people’s opinion of me. It’s been a part of my life since I was quite young. It’s always been there, on my mind, but never talked about.”How did you. Kissing him passionately, Lauren ground her hips back and forth against Malik’s crotch like she was trying to smother a blaze. After a few moments, she began bouncing and rocking on the huge cock, intent on releasing all the frustration and lust that had been building all morning. Below her Malik marveled at his cheating little fuck puppet. After just a few weeks the geeky small town girl was proving to be quite the cockslut and he was enjoying introducing her to her new life as a cuckolding. I shuddered at the thought. I did enjoy doing electrical work and the pay is good. I just didn't know where I wanted my life to go now. I mean, as a woman, I knew what I wanted - a husband, a few kids, but as a man? Things were different now. Just then I heard the front bell. When I opened the front door, Debbie was on the porch. "Hi, forget your key?" I asked as she came in. She walked into the living room without saying a word. "Debbie, what's wrong?" I was concerned because she seemed.