Carmina was on the same dating site, so I contacted her through that and told her straight off that it was me and that I found her very attractive. Sh...e wasn’t impressed either. She gave me this speech about how I changed my women like I changed my shirts (a nice little image, I thought,) and she wasn’t interested in being the next one.There is an element of truth in what she said, but, you know, I didn’t do it on purpose. That’s just the way it goes. If you don’t split up with a girl some time. She pushed her head down until I felt the back of her throat. I could feel her swallow my hot salty semen; as it spurted again and again into her mouth.When the orgasm faded and my cock began to soften she licked her way off and sipped the final thin discharge from the slit in my cock. I looked down as she looked up, smiling at me…She rubbed her soft hand up and down my sticky cum and her saliva slickened shaft. I felt a final jerk of my belly and that last bit of discharge formed a bubble at. Understandably, we had to halt the conversation while we were in the little shop buying six good bottles of wine. But as we walked back the conversation continued, with Chris asking me if I minded him asking about why I put up with and actually enjoyed the situation with Jill and him, and before that with Daryl and Rocco.I think it was a sign of the changing situation and my own acceptance of my strange kink that I didn’t feel embarrassed talking to Chris about it. Before today I’m pretty sure. “So, May says you’re on your way out. Things with Roger starting to get serious?” I asked, hoping that talking about herself would distract her for a minute.“I think so,” she admitted. “That doesn’t bother you, does it?” she asked gently.“Not at all,” I told her. “You and I are long gone, Beth. I can’t begrudge you looking to the future. You’ve had a lot more time to get used to the end of our marriage than I have. For you, it was a lingering illness that became worse over a couple of years..