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I have a rock-hard cock with your name on it. When do you want me to come by?”“How fast can you get here?”“Give me thirty minutes,” he responded.We ended the call and I jumped into the shower to scrub away any evidence of my sexual engagement with Cole less than an hour ago.~~~~~I rushed to change the sheets on the bed and cleaned up for him the best I could. I douched, brushed out my hair, and spritzed on perfume. I applied some fresh lipstick to my lips. Thirty minutes later, as Matt promised, he was standing on my front porch in a dress shirt and a nice pair of slacks with a big bulge in them, and a pair of sandals on his feet. I was wearing a white G-string and a white mesh bra when I opened the door to let him in. Matt came in, giving me a hot kiss as we stood in the open doorway, his hand pawing at my ass.“Mmm, look at you, you hot little bitch,” Matt said as he stepped back to admire me.“I’ll show you HOT, Matt. Follow me,” I replied, holding his hand and turning to lead him. But now, she wasn't offering me bits. She was offering me... everything.And she wasn't just talking about sex, I understood that--though that was part of it, of course.Like I said, overwhelming.And I was just as scared as she was. Now, I might've been in more touch with my fears in the past than she was, but that didn't mean I was any better at getting past them, because I wasn't. If she could, though, couldn't I?Hey, this was the girl of my dreams, remember? But, no, she wasn't. What I had come to realize was that dreams weren't reality, and the girl I had worshipped from afar wasn't this naked girl sitting beside me on my bed. It was a lot more complicated than that. Dreams are easy, simple-reality is messy and complicated and scary and has consequences. When she came to me in my dreams, nobody was scared. Nobody was apprehensive. It was neat and clean. The reality wasn't. This wasn't a glyph or a portrait or a beautiful face across the room anymore, this was a real, live, complex.
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I had my girl’s breasts in my hands and my girl had the wife’s breasts in hers so you can imagine what this looked like. All three of us are practically on the bed as a sandwich by now, fucking each other hard. The husband is almost there when I make him to over to the bed and lay down with his cock up to his wife’s mouth. He does this to the pleasure of his wife…I could tell she needed something in her mouth to stop that loud screaming and moaning she was doing. Good grief, this is suburbia and there are neighbors. “now wifey, suck your lazy ass husband’s tiny dick.” I wanted him to feel small and insignificant. She obeyed and to my surprise, she said, “yes master”…my slave girl smiled with that one. We fucked some and she sucked some and it was not long before the husband started to cum into her mouth. I ordered her to swallow all of it and not to make any mess. “now go back to your chair ass hole” I ordered. I ordered my girl to stop fucking her in the pussy from.

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