It’s just after 2pm today (6.21.2011) I explored (once again) your blog finding my self running my hand across my hard cock all while sitting at work hidden away in my office… I am married, curious.. experienced but yet still a novice… I often find myself slowly sliding my mouth around a hard cock carefully wrapped in a condom and aggressively attempting to come before his quarters run out in the video booth.. It’s always the game of anonymity… the darkness a way of exploring my desire and at the same time hiding it… I want to play.. I keep waiting for you to come in the door… walk over to me in conversation and then begin to joke about how silky your panties are… it would take only a quick second for your skirt to be raised… your sating panties stretched by your semi hard cock…
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I have my fantasy too but I never hear from you. I am five minutes away from you and have no fashion sense…can you help me figure out if I look alright in this bathing suit? I am straight, but not going to let my buddies check out me in a suit. So I will come over – white guy, athletic, with dreads and you say, “try it on” I strip down…yes, I have a big cock and massive balls but you wait to see me in the suit until you approach…is it tight here? you ask, grabbing the parts of the suit…you feel my crotch area and feel something stir…I thought you were straight, you say…well, I am but you are touching my cock and it’s getting hard. How hard does it get, you ask? I guess it would be OK to show you…I take it out and it just starts growing and growing as I stroke it for you. Suddenly, you say, I don’t care if you are straight, and slam your clit against my rock hard cock. You look into my eyes, as I melt, my hard cock against your clit as you grind against me…no, I try to say, but my eyes say yes…and then, I am cumming all over you, hot sticky cum all drips down your legs. You grab my cock, squeezing out every drop. No bathing suit for you…when you come here you just get naked. OK, I mumble feebly. What do you want me to do? Come back tomorrow and I want to see your cock in black fishnets you say….no way, I say, but you know I’ll be back the next day….with the fishnets. Mistress Morgan…when should I bring my suit? Are you going to help me try it on?