How bad could it be?" I said, vaguely remembering saying something oddly similar right before passing a bartender my panties and asking what he and th...e other two bartenders did after closing."We will leave the details up to him. All you need to do is show up next week with a full bladder and an open mind," Mrs. Smith said, still a bit hesitant."No problem, Mrs. Smith," I said with enthusiasm in an attempt to reassure Mrs. Smith I was more than happy to help."Thank you so much. I appreciate it. She would say her boobs looked sexier in a bra rather than hanging low, and Fran was big busted.I thought Mum was big, but Fran`s were much bigger. We had a great relationship. And as most lads, we delve in our Mums lingerie drawer. And I would slip into some pants, then experiment with a Bra and then Stockings and suspenders.I sort of thought that Mum knew, but nothing was ever said about it. Then on my late day at college I didn’t get home until close on 9:00pm..a little earlier if I got a. Sex is sex... and if you can find a suck buddy, then life is perfect.It compensates for the decline of your sex life with your wife.It removes your temptation to cheat on your wife.You suck him, he sucks you.Life sucks... and that's a good thing.And....I had been sucking cocks at gloryholes for a few months (which is risky I know, but it was the only guaranteed cock I could find) when one drunken night I ended up sucking off a poker buddy. Ever since, every Monday night I tell my wife I'm off. I could feel my pussy beginning to pulsate again, my lips spread wide and clit rubbing hard on Gemma’s and knew I’d cum soon. I was totally focussed on her and was unaware that we’d been pulled to the edge of the bed, only noticing when I felt hands take hold of my hips lifting my up off her slightly. An instant later, my focus completely switched, I felt my pussy being eased open and stretched gradually by somebody’s cock. I couldn’t help but tense up, part of me was desperate to see who it.