. I kissed him. I'm sorry Jon, it was the third week you were gone I was horny and he had said such nice things about me and how he thought it was too... bad I was married or he would want me. We kissed three or four times. He tried to shove his tongue in my mouth but I refuse to allow him to. After the third kiss I realized what I was doing and backed off. I said No more. I was sorry but I had gone too far as it was. He said he understood, I was just deciding to tell him to leave since it looked. Coming out of Brighton Station, I felt the icy weather bite into me. Pulling my smartphone out of my pocket, I pressed the power button. The screen came to life, showing me the temperature and time. It was two-thirty in the morning, and the temperature was minus two degrees Celsius. I zipped up my jacket, turned on my Google Map app and punched in the postal code. It showed the street name and forty-five minutes. Pressing the blue start icon on the screen the arrow appeared. I began to walk. "Get down right now!" He just turned back and started lapping at her again! Her hips hunched into his tongue, her moaning starting back up. I stepped into the room to grab him when I realized my boxers were straining. My dick was hard, I was unconsciously more horny than I have ever been in my life. I shook my head, that's my mother. I picked the dog up and pulled him away, which is not exactly easy, he's huge. He twisted out of my arms and fell into the back of my legs, tripping me and. Beer! Ok I drink it down. I'm floating!Different guys kissing me. Sucking me. Rimming me. Lubed finger is in my asshole. A big dick rubbing in my crack. Oh God! Big cock slowly in and out my ass. Then all the way. Oh fuck! I'm still on my toes. Disoriented and getting fucked and sucked by so many guys I can't count. Screaming in pain but thrilled too. Dicks working their magic. More fucking. More d**gs. I feel so hot and close to passing out. Can't stand. Getting choked. I'm gagging. Moaning. I.