The more I
thought about it, the twistedgaylinks more I convinced myself that I would, so a few
days later I called Sam. “Hey Sam, its Dean. How are you doing?” “Good
Dean, ready to meet?” “I think so,” I quickly said. “I’m not sure if I
can go through with this but I will meet you and we can discuss it.”
“Sure,” he said, “I know how you feel. I remember the first time I did
it and I wasn’t sure I could go through with it either.
He saw his wife sitting on the throne, Loretta. I could see it in his eyes even
before he said, "You!" in dumbfounded disbelief. His wife was dressed just like
his Mistress, her hair pulled back and her eyes blackened and her lips crimsoned.
He started to slowly
thrust in and out of me as I felt the pain completely subside. He moved up over my ass and started plunging his cock in and out of me
faster and harder. Now I was the one yelling. “Fuck me, Sam.” “Fuck me
harder.” He started to really pound in and out of me. “Fuck me
harder,” I yelled. “Fill me with your hot come.
She began licking my toes and then sucking on
them. I hadn't expected anything like this. I gasped, my eyes wide.
Well I was puzzled and wondered where the women were. Then the two guys twistedgaylinks talked awhile and then the second
one put his hand right in the first ones crotch. Now I
was really confused.
