And the source of the pulsing hardon in my own slacks. It was also the root of the churning, horny folding and flutter from my rectum, up past my tain...t, swallowing my balls and coursing around my tumescence and fanning across my abdomen and into my chest. If I had been remotely conscious, I'd have worried that I was literally drooling and making audible grunting sounds to accompany the fantasy running full throttle ahead. I had been suffering unholy lust for this stud for weeks now, knowing. Is he married?”“No, he’s divorced like you.”“What the fuck does he do for the rest of the year?... jerk himself off.”“I don’t know but I do know that he fucks great.”“What makes him different to any other man?”“The way he eats pussy, he nibbles on it in a certain way and it just about drives you crazy.”“Let's not talk about it anymore.”Lucy paused for a few sneezes and then smiled at her mom, “It’s making you all wet thinking about having your pussy chewed isn’t it.”“Don’t be disgusting.”"Come. Who was this bitch? As the door swung open I pulled back to avoid detection.“-again for coming over on such short notice, Rose,” Steven said.“No problem,” replied the mysterious Rose, with a slight Chinese accent. “Thank you for carrying the table. I could have gotten that.”“No, no, I insist.” Their voices were drawing closer to the bedroom. Where could I hide? Under the bed? No, I wanted to be able to see them. His closet? The louvered doors were perfect: I could peer through the slats. I. I want to talk to you."She walked into the living room as if she was about to face a firing squad. She was still totally unaware of what her husband had in mind. Was this it, she wondered? Was this the end of her marriage?"Jen, sit down for a minute," he said sitting down on the sofa and patting the seat next to him. "We need to talk."Tears started welling up in her eyes again as she cautiously took her seat."Okay, there's no need for the tears," Ken said looking at her. "I've decided to put.