I was already imagining my self, I checked whether the door is open or not, it was still closed, I ajared the door which I was in and I unzipped my pa...nts, unbuckle my belt, pull down my pants and stroke in front of my friend’s wife’s pic, how I wished she was in front of me taking on my cock, it was quite windy, and the room I was in the door slowly started to open as I did not shut it completely, without realizing I was stoking my hard cock in front of the PC, suddenly, the opposite door. Sean moaned softly as Juan continued “Ahi Mami, tu eres mia ahora sabes!” So now Sean was Juan's woman. This he found amusing, as he would never have dreamed a guy could talk to him that way. But Sean understood that in this macho culture, a male always had to be the man and in order to allow himself to have sex with another male, he would have to feminize his partner. Obviously, Juan was not part of the local gay culture here and this also was a big turn on for Sean. The white tourist felt. She's been very patient, for fucking years, and now it's only fair to give her what she so desperately needs.I haven't given her much to be excited about. I wear her clothes while she fantasizes about sex.And lots of it.To see her hooked up with the right man she can feel comfortable with would mean the world to me. Whether it's a man she's spent time with before, or it's a new man ready to take on my wife for himself, her happiness is what matters.Are you the One ready to satisfy her?Can you. He had showed me his cock one time when he was stoned so bad that he actually thought I was my mom come to give him some head. I wanted to reach out and touch it so badly that I was almost aching deep inside but I was smart enough to know not to fool around with one of my mom's "designated Uncle's". I think he remembered it a little bit because he asked me a couple of times if he was a "bad boy" with me. I just gave him a mysterious look that shut him up and he never mentioned it again.So, here.