Punter (c) 2002  by Mike Kimera
Money in one hand, wedding band on the other, he stands frozen by the reality of his need.

“Anal is extra,” I say taking the cash.

He shakes his head, his eyes fixed on my erection.

“Oral it is then.”

I slide the condom over him and watch him shudder.

“You can touch me if you like.”

His hand twitches but doesn’t grasp my cock. He can barely grasp that he’s here.

Wickedly, I wank as I suck. He comes with my finger up his virgin ass.

He returns to wifey relieved and ashamed. We both know he’ll be back.

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