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This is a confession that haunts me daily. About 2 years ago I had 2 of my friends over to play cards and drink my wife went out with some gf for dinner and drinks. About 11 the doorbell rang and it was her gf practically carrying her to the house. I thanked them and one of my buddies helped me get her to bed. We just layed her on the bed and left her. I went in about 30 min later to check and she had gotten up and stripped her cloths off and was passed out on her side naked. I went bacck and told my buddies and had a big laugh. After a while I said I will let you look if you dont tell anyone and they agreed. We went in and I shook her really hard and she was out. They came in and started telling me how f****** lucky I was to have someone that s***. They kept telling me how s*** she was and i was getting turned on. I said if you guys promise to keep yopur mouth shut sshe is on birth control. The promised never to tell. The first one stripped off and got behind her and fucked her from behind. He c** in her and the next one fucked her frombehind. after they were done I told them they better leave and again they promised they would never tell anyone. I went in and fuccked her from behind after shaking her agaiin. It was very sloppy but I was so f****** turned on. AS soon as I c** my guilt kicked in and I worried that they would tell someone or disrespect my wife in someway. She remembered nothing. I found out later not only were they drinking but they had given her Zanex. She dosent remember anything. I worry constantly they will tell someone and get back to my wife and she will divorce me. I wish I could change what I did to her. This guilt is killing me and I no longer associate with the 2 guys. Please forgive me.

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Many mornings i sit on my front porch with coffee and a cigarette as a relaxing way to watch the world wake up. This morning i was doing so with the residual taste of the male runner i orally please (usually weekly but sometimes more frequently) still clinging in my throat. An older couple was on ther morning walk today, i see them occasionally. She was the usual casual wave and good morning but he did not even glance my direction. She called him out on it and told him to at least say good morning, and they were on their way again. As they walked away he turned and looked back at me with an uncertain ezpression on hia face I hope she did not give him grief later, because i know why he was acting awkwardly. About six weeks ago he made his first visit to my back yard shed to take his own pleasure in my mouth. It was actually emotional for him because he had not gotten any relief in a very long time. I told him he was welcome any time. But like many older married men he was truly suffering the guilt and shame of taking his pleasure in a man’s mouth and for being unfaithful to his wife. But naturally after getting the incredible pleasure i gave him as i reverently worshipped his hard hungry male flesh…he told me during and after that he had no idea such pleasure existed…his guilt and remorse and shame got to him and after a couole of weeks i assumed he would never return. But sure enough, i eventually saw him on a morning solo walk and he came up to me unable to even speak or ask, and i simply had him follow me to my back yard shed and without speaking i gave him what he needed again. And of course afterwards despite his enjoyment in the moment, he was in tears again and said he could never do this again. But a week later, he was back for more. Then again a few days after that This is where we are at as i saw him on his walk with his wife this morning. I have sincere empathy for his inner crisis, and he kmows if he comes back for more he will get it time and again. I know it sounds arrogant but i know eventually he will come back again and again. Not because i am conceited but because i simply know men and the type of man that seeks what i give them on my knees. He will come back because they all do eventually this is simply how some men get what they need and i enjoy giving it to them for a host of reasons…..from the diary of a closet neighborhood cocksucker

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