In the following weeks, as the lime trees came into full leaf along ourroad, we began to spend more time together. Twice we went to see films,and unre...markable as these were we found that we agreed on their meritsand demerits. I was quite disappointed when Ken said he had to go off toBelgium again for a few days. He would phone me when he got to Li?ge.Reliable as ever, his call came in at almost exactly the minute he'dpromised. Why couldn't I ever depend on Oliver like that?I started to look. At the very most, a guy would try and feel my chest, but looking back it was laughable, all until one night when I had a sleep over with two friends. We had arranged it with our “boyfriends” at the time to sleep over. One of my girlfriend’s boyfriend lived in the neighborhood that butted up against mine, so they stayed at his house. At 1 we agreed to meet at the clubhouse tennis courts in his neighborhood. I don’t know what we thought would happen, if it was just teenage rebellion that made us. I ate her pussy some and then asked her if she wanted me to wear a rubber. she told me she was fine to fuck me without one on. i layed my mother in law on her back and drew close on top of her, losing all sense of time and reality. i didnt even pay attention to what my wife was doing or seeing as i pushed my cock into her mothers pussy. i could tell i was filling her pretty well by the expression on her face as i went into her. i was lost in her eyes as i spread her pussy open with my dick. we. ..and, just as that revelation dawned on me, my own orgasm was triggered and I began pumping jet after jet of white-hot spunk, into the pool of superior DNA, already residing in that well-stretched condom. Once I was done, I gingerly (no pun intended) snuck back into the redhead's room and placed the now, twice-used, condom back inside the bin. From this moment on, it became clear that not only had I developed a serious cuckolding fetish (constantly fantasising about having sloppy-seconds with.