An open letter to Mike & Kathy
An open letter to Mike & Kathy…
I was sad to see your house go on the market. It’s a lovely property and I have no doubt that it’s going to sell quickly.
Kathy: you’ve always reminded me of the porn star Brianna Beach. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve jerked off to one of her videos thinking about you. I fantasize about you on top of me, grinding your hips into mine making all of your little sex noises while I grope and fondle your titties. I think about you down on your elbows and knees with your ass hiked up in the air just the way that I like it. I'd spread your cheeks wide and lick your shitter clean before slathering it up with Crisco Shortening and…well, you know the rest. My guess is that Mike has probably been buttfucking you for years.
Mike: I’ve seen the way you ogle my long-legged wife whenever she’s out and about in her slutty walking shorts and I know what you’re thinking about doing to her. It makes me hard. I jerk off to thoughts of you fucking her all the time. I’d like to watch. I’d sit back in my chair in our family room stroking my “little boy cock” (at least that’s what my wife calls it…so humiliating) while you pound the snot out of her right there in front of me. Do her doggy-style with her facing me in the chair, OK? Grab a fistful of her hair and yank her head back forcing her look at me. Call her all sorts of degrading names and teach her how to cum. Slap her buttocks HARD leaving them bright red. Really give her what she deserves for being the neighborhood MILF, ya know?
And when you’re done with her you could fuck me (I’m curious to hear your opinion re: whose asshole is tighter). I also want to suck your cock and lick it clean after it’s been inside my filthy asshole. Yes, I swallow. My wife has absolutely no idea that she’s married to a faggot.
I'm really going to miss you guys!
SEPTEMBER 4th UPDATE: Imagine my surprise running into Kathy at our local supermarket! She was back in the neighborhood with Mike visiting friends and needed to grab some stuff. I immediately recognized her from behind as she was pushing her cart down the aisle...that nice round ass and her trademark baseball cap with her sunglasses perched on top. I felt that unmistakeable "tug" inside my shorts! We chatted a bit and then when I came home I immediately locked myself in my office bathroom (down in our basement) and beat off furiously.
AUGUST 12th UPDATE: Mike & Kathy are finally moving this week...boo hoo! I'm going to miss you guys. Whenever I've waved at you driving by your place, little do you know that I've been jerking off over the two of you for years. And I'm not about to stop, OK?
Mike and Kathy are your cats.