Drawing her close, very close, once again, lifting her face up, i kissed her and her hands went around my neck, and she opened her mouth to take my pr...obing tongue deep in.My hand went to her breast and fondled it, while one hand went down between her thighs, which she opened shyly. As i found her two lower lips, swathed in her fluids, i felt i had conquered her. Suddenly she swayed bending backwards and said, “let us go onto the bed.” Lifting her deftly, i took her into the bedroom and laid her. “Mmm,” I thought, as I now had pussy on my mind too. As I had that thought, I eyed Pussy, who was looking at me. If only you could talk I smiled. “If I could talk,” Pussy said, “I would ask, why the fuck you called me Pussy? I lie about my name when other cats ask. I am a boy you know.” “Get out of my head Pussy.” “You always scream, fuck my pussy and pound my pussy, I live in fear of my life, sometimes several times a day.” God, I'm losing it, Pussy is talking to me. I tried to distract myself. After he changed, he started working onconnecting the plumbing for a toilet and sink. He was laying on the floor,with those hot feet stretched out towards me and my mind just drifted awayat how I would like to take his big feet in my hands and massage them forhim, and them press them tight to my face and inhale his strong man scent.As he continued working I focused in on his damp sweaty socks laying on thesteps. I walked over and slyly sat down on the step next to where they werelaying. As. We went at it like two horny teenagers taking advantage of every chance for the next sexual escapade. I enjoyed the time with Dale. There were no complains from Dale either. I had left to go to the supermarket when Ellen arrived home. By the time I returned Dale had already talked to Ellen. When I open the door Dale and Ellen was there on the couch laughing. Dale was wearing a pink baby doll, Ellen was wearing a blue baby doll . They was a bottle of wine on ice on the coffee table. Then Dale.