I then slid the panties under my balls and the pantyhose back over my sissy cock. I touched myself good and rubbed those pantyhose against my cock wh...le pointing my pantyhose feet in the air. Closed my eyes and kept rubbing for a while, it was magical. Opened my eyes, saw out the window. Let me say this it was a wall of window. I looked out. And starred in the eyes of a man that looked over the fence. Guess he was walking his dog or something. He must have been a tall guy because I never seen. .. There's something I need to apologize for..." You think so, huh? My gosh Patricia! The yacht!" Yes, of course... I was so way out of line..."I stared at her. She looked sincere. "You certainly were... Oh heck Patricia. If you're really serious about apologizing, I'll forgive you." Really?! Eric... Thank you. That means so much to me. I felt so terrible... when I woke up the next morning, and realized what I had done..." Huh? Woke up? You mean on Thursday?" Huh? Eric, what do you mean? I mean. Steve had lifted up Donna’s skirt and after giving her crack another feel he slipped down her knickers so they were just above her knees, opened her chubby thighs and with his cock in his hand edged himself into her warm sopping wet cunt, as he fucked her she was groaning as was Sam. After a few minutes Donna said “Sam lay on the floor” as he laid down she said “Pull out Steve”.As Steve took his cock out of my wife’s pussy she stood up and took her knickers off, hitching up her skirt she. Oh god I could taste her, I could taste the results of her masturbating while I watched. Pressing a bit harder, I casually opened my lips and took her sticky fingers into my mouth. The taste was sweet and she knew I was enjoying the moment as I slowly sucked her fingers as if they were little cocks. "Mmm" was the only thing I could utter at the moment as she leaned over and offered her cum coated tongue to my pussy tasting mouth as well. Her tongue felt like a warm spear as it made its journey.