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This is my story and how the hell I ever crossed that line. Blame it on the internet. Not only has free access to videos stirred up interest, it has sexually educated men, and then given them an easy network within nearly every city in almost every country. There are millions of men worldwide playing with each Big Tits other that never would have dreamed they would be doing so a indian few years back. Most of these guys do not consider themselves gay. I'm not even sure they accept the word bisexual. They just like getting their cock sucked sometimes and many like sucking one even more. My how things change... And why the hell did that happen? This story is how and why it happened to me. I'll tell ya up front... The feel of a cock in my mouth is sometimes, not always, exquisite like nothing else...including a vagina. Feeling a guy cum in my mouth is also more intense and more visceral than with a woman. How did it happen to me, a "straight as an arrow" kinda guy? Well... It's all Ash's fault. I also blame it on her. Here's the story... You probably need to go back and read the softcore first three stories. In them I go to some lengths describing how Ash and I developed our "fireplay," our edgy fantasy talk while teetering on the brink of orgasms. Talking to each other in that aroused state really opened her to new ideas and new desires. It affected me too and a wife tends to notice things like that. In my last story I recounted how Ash became Bi. Like so many other changes, I doubt it would've happened without our regular fantasy talk in bed. Remember my premise in the last story?... "Girls tend to think vaginas and guys tend to think penises are ugly. Both wonder what the other sees in them." “I am, Justin!” When I received her response, Big Tits I was blown away. I'm sexually excited, she is because she's getting fucked. “You're going to give me a titty fuck, aren't you? “Miss me?” she asked, giving me a glance. My twat clung to him. I had been traumatized physically, emotionally and mentally by my son for the past day. two all-weather mylar space blankets (useful as ground cloths) “Yes I was.” Still what a let down she is. I was so excited when I heard that someone was selling Pokemorphs from Kalos but she's just a common piece of trash. “It softcore was good, I think,” she replied. Her hands flew to the buttons, she lifted her hips as he pulled her pajama bottoms off, she was now clad in only her panties, finally he touched her, he stroked her vulva through indian the soft cotton. What puzzled her was that she actually did want to feel it. We were somehow a lot closer and...more than friends if you know what I mean. “OK then, let’s make some plans to come play here. I've already had the most fun and some of the best sex in my life.