"Fuck it Henderson, what can I do." he asked helplessly.I did some quick imagining. "Make her see sense sir, get some Fuckmeats in show her how happy ...they are." I suggested or was it pleaded."And what's in it for you?" he asked naively."She fucks like a dream." I replied honestly."She sure sucks like a dream," he agreed, "Look Henderson, I brought that girl up like my own all these years, ever since Margie died, hell thats four wives ago, but I know she ain't really mine, blood groups, that. As he raised my left leg, he kissed and licked the inside of my thigh. He did the same lifting the other leg. Standing in just my stockings, Mark sat back on his heals. He looked up at me and said, show time. He held my ankles and pulled them apart. My little dick and balls sprang free. Well isn't this a sweet surprise, he said softly. He raised my dick and licked the under side while looking into my eyes. As his tongue reached the head of my dick I jumped from the sensitivity. Bringing his. . well, not sex, but making love with your one and only, and only for sake of creating babies. It was not a recreational pleasure. But, over the internet, it was just for the pleasure of sex. He looked at threesomes, moresomes, orgies, double penetration, cuckolding. What his mind had classed as ‘weird stuff’ was suddenly detailed, mapped out, and reclassified. And he was fascinated by it.Instead of looking for his one and only girl, he began to think about casual relationships, FWB situations,. I saw your back arch and more pictures being taken before you took a final picture of you sucking your pussy juices off of your fingers. Then getting up, without even putting your panties back on, you started to walk off and passed right by me and gave me a small smile. I could smell your sex as you walked near me and could almost get a glimpse up your skirt as you passed. I had to know what you were up to, so I decided to follow once more. As you walked away, I notice you sneaking another.