................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................I'm 18 now, and I will do it again { I was a great felling }If your straight and would wanna try it. Not from so long, but at least a year.A: Then why didn’t you approach me? Were you scared of rejection? Or were….Y( I cut in between) : Do we have to argue on this anymore, or shall we start our relationship now, afresh. You know, it’s better late than never.Bandaging is done.A: Shut up, and stay still. Keep your eyes closed.I close my eyes. Before I could figure out what was going on, I felt something warm on my cheeks. I hurriedly opened my eyes to find her very close to my face, nearing. Any man would think he had died and just went to heaven at the site of her. She began to dance very seductively when her favorite song came on titled “In these shoes” by Kirsty MacColl. I couldn’t help but stare at the site of my gorgeous wife and the anticipation of the hot, wild sex ahead with my hot wife, my private dancer! She continued dancing to the music as though to an audience of onlookers. I could tell just by the way she danced she was now in a world of her own. I can only imagine. "What the hell is going on," he said to himself.It'd been weeks since that day on the train. The day she sent him a naked selfie. The day he dared her to go further. They never spoke of it. He never told Aileen about the dreams he'd been having ever since. He figured she would be disgusted by his perversion, but more than that, he was afraid. Could he really handle it?His contemplation was interrupted by another message. She'd worked her way up to the end of this stranger's cock, and was.