©2012 The Dirty Gentleman (#558)
She used to say that she loved me more when he was there. 
Maybe it was the way we pushed each other with that tiny edge of competition we usually ignored. Possibly it was the look in our eyes when we watched the other do things we wanted to do. And it could also simply be the joy that so clearly showed on my face when he walked into the room.
When he fucks her I watch. When she sucks my cock he smiles as he takes his own into his fist. When I kiss him she makes herself comes with four fingers. 
When she lies between us she closes her eyes and pretends that she wants us both the same. 

©2012 The Dirty Gentleman (#558)

She used to say that she loved me more when he was there. 

Maybe it was the way we pushed each other with that tiny edge of competition we usually ignored. Possibly it was the look in our eyes when we watched the other do things we wanted to do. And it could also simply be the joy that so clearly showed on my face when he walked into the room.

When he fucks her I watch. When she sucks my cock he smiles as he takes his own into his fist. When I kiss him she makes herself comes with four fingers. 

When she lies between us she closes her eyes and pretends that she wants us both the same.