After the honeymoon phase, he wasn’t surprised to hear, “Honey, I love pretending to be Buffy. You know how much I do. Seeing her videos really tu...rns me on and sometimes I wish I could be like her, you know, showing off for all those different men and letting them touch her and do things that make her feel good.”He looked her straight in the eye and said, “So you want to go fuck anybody that likes your tits? If that’s the case why did you get married?”She was chagrined at that question. With. Once at the club Tom had been coy and scouted outseveral good places to play without being too overtabout things. Every now and again he would lean intoAngel and kiss her, or tease her with tiny verbaltaunts. About thirty minutes into the night, he hadbrought Angel to stand beside where he sat and givenher a big smile. As she looked at him curiously, heproduced a small mirror and placed it just so in hishand. Angel looked down and as the club lights drifted up anddown she saw her own open cunt. I just lay there and watched. He soon asked me if I wanted to finish jacking him off. My answer was a firm no. He continued to stroke it for a while and I got up from the bed with the intention of leaving. He then asked me if I wanted to stay and watch him jack off. He said he would enjoy being watched. I hesitated; I thought might be too weird for me, but then he said it won’t take long and again repeated that it would turn him on. Thought a little more and decided to stay and watch. He was. Well, there's a McDonalds not too far down the road. Might as well get something to eat. You step out of the apartment, quickly locking up and heading down the stairs before jogging down the sidewalk. You don't feel like driving right now, so you'll just walk.Finally, you reach the intersection - the McD's right on the other side of the road. But, more importantly, you notice that there is a little old woman struggling with a large bag of wool and a pair of knitting needles. Stepping over to.