It did not go unnoticed in my mind at the time, that while I may not be interested in tasting my own “man juices” I clearly didn’t have any issu...e with tasting my own ass. Mission accomplished, one then two fingers slid into my now stretching asshole. I glanced at the woman, took her all in.Her eyes were locked on to what my hands were doing. The movements of her hands had matched the pace of mine. Her chest began to heave, her nipples were like rocks. The look on her face should have made. After returning from the pub it seemed I had told Dan about my hangover horniness and, being that he was gay, I had invited him round to fool about. I dropped my phone and buried myself under the duvet in horror. I should have kept reading the messages to the end. "You should have kept reading the messages to the end." It was Dan's voice and it was in my room. I peered over my duvet. "If you're trying to hide that is. If you did read to the end you'd know that you told me you'd leave the back. I then tried diverting her to other topics and she kept telling about her sex life only. I then knew that she is badly affected because of his. I then told her what can I do to help you, can I talk to your husband. She said no thanks and took my number and left.I kept thinking about it and wondered why some men are like this, why don’t they understand their partner’s feeling first.She then called me after 3 days I guess and said can you meet up somewhere and then we meet in an cafe. She said. “Only if you want to,” she added, seeing my facial expression. I stood and took Sherry by her hand. In the process of going to the bedroom, she shed her skirt. “Let’s use the bedroom,” I suggested. Sherry led me into the bedroom, where she lay spread out on the bed. I gingerly crawled on to the bed next to her and looped my fingers around the sides of her G-string panties. I gently worked them past her thighs and her knees, then her ankles. Her pussy was shaved and was a bright pink in color..