Now I’m almost dribbling. She sure knows how to sell an idea. I’ve got visions of him grasping me by the hair as I suck him, mixed with those of her holding her sweet-scented lips apart ready for me to sink my tongue into her. Imagine the bliss of him plunging into me from the rear as I slurp at her velvet cunt. My cheeks are flushed and she will know I’m fighting to stay off her hook. He’s casting me those shy looks, unaware just how defenceless that is making me. Those eyes! Those shoulders! And that hidden cock, the one that will give me more pleasure than any I will ever have. I know she’s right on this. I just know it. But I can’t just give in to her, whatever my body is crying out for. I know she’ll be in control if we get naked together.
‘Shame I don’t believe that a woman could give me more pleasure than a man,’ I say, although I’m pressed ever closer to her, that husband of hers able to see how drawn in I am and how close to being his for the night.
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