“A golden shower Sarah. Please?”“Is this what you want?,” I teased as he lay on his back on the bathroom floor, standing over him with my legs... wide apart so he could ogle my ass at the same time. He was even more excited than me as I poured over his flaccid cock, which became erect very quickly.Something I had always wanted was a thick, hung man. I was thirty five when I finally came across such a man. He was two years older than me with a thick, eight-inch cock when erect. Ever since that has. His ostensibly old-fashioned wife was no longer putting up any such pretense. She began riding him, hard, in the cowgirl-style that the others had used the night before. She loved the fact that she was fucking a man who had just boned her sister, her friend, and her best friend."Oh, Matt, you are so fucking wonderful! Don't you see how right I am! This cock belongs in more than one cunt! You should have all the women you want, and no worries about it! Oh, fuck me, honey- fuck your wife right. When I finished up I was on my way to the room and said my goodbyes, Paul said to stay and have a chat with him, as his pal was going to be going shortly. I stayed and we talked and somehow, I am not sure how, we got onto sex. I had never really thought about it before, with any man, but as we were chatting I kept thinking how I would love to look into his eyes as I blew him!!!As the time went on we were looking into each others eyes and Paul just says 'Shall we go?' Without thinking I get up. Hope he's not going to ask me that. I just wanna know if I was mean with Mark to get him all worked up and not have sex with him. It just didn't feel right. He didn't care enough about me. I didn't want him enough. I don't know why, but it just wasn't right.- JamesShe agrees to the movie but she seems distracted. I pop the tape in and we watch for a bit. Suddenly she speaks up. "Dad? What do boys feel when they want to have sex?" The question comes out in a low voice that I can barely hear over.