As I was leaving the room, I realized to my terror that on the other side of the stairs was Rusty, my grandparents’ cat. Rusty was a beautiful, fluf...y cat with long red-brown hair and an unending dislike for anyone but my Nana. I stopped dead in my tracks as he hissed at me. I made a very quick turn out of the room, ran down the stairs, cut through the dining room, slid across the small, tiled hallway, and jumped down the step to the family room. There on the dark oval coffee table was the. A big guy walked in front of me, blocking the screen."Can I sit here?" He gestured to the seat next to mine."Sure." I didn't care where he sat as long as I could watch Ron Jeremy do the nasty with the blond.He turned and dropped his pants to his ankles and sat heavily. His thick dick was hard, sort of waving in the air. He fisted it and let out a big sigh. I stared at him. First at his face, lit by the flickering screen then at his crotch then quickly back to his face. I almost stood up to get. She hesitated a little before hooking her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and lowering them just below her curved round butt. Jack smiled. "Just relax babe; you have nothing to be ashamed of."Them he pushed Ana’s panties down a little lower. She looked straight ahead as Jack looked closely at her skin on her buttocks. He ran a few fingers on her behind to feel her smooth skin.My sweet wife gave me a brief look before she looked back forward into space. Jack was on one knee when he turned. His thick, dishwater blonde hair was shoulder length, slightly wavy and layered. His alabaster white skin was silky smooth, flawless, and absolutely delectable. Chiseled Grecian nose, perfectly sculpted lips, and long lashed eyes. His body was perfect; I often told him that from the back he resembled a Greek statue. Muscular legs and toned arms, small feet for a man his age, broad shoulders and a relatively narrowed waist....I found my eyes wandering to the zipper on his jeans, or rather, what.