“We can’t let Tyrone have all the fun” he continued as taking my hand he placed it on his cock. “What, No” I shouted instantly. “Tyrone�... Daryl said. And, without a missing a beat, as he was thrusting his cock into my wife’s mouth he cocked the gun and placed it to the top of her head. I this point I wrapped my hand around the shaft. “That’s better” Daryl said with approval. I have never touched another man’s cock before. The skin seemed thicker than mine did and of course this cock was three. Sometimes it was fun to lay there on my tummy with his big rough hands on my backside and know that he was so very close to making me take his business but that he always let me off at the last second and just tapped my bare cheek with his hand to let me know it was time to turn over.I didn’t mind turning over like that for Vito because I had been assured by my female friends that were sighted that I had a beautiful body and that my breasts were most delightful to the male eye with delicious. You shirts unbuttoned a bit, showing some of your cleavage, enough to tease but not too revealing. 'Sorry Sir, may I come in?' you ask and I nod, before telling you to close to door, the blind already down on the small window.When you walk in and stand in front of my desk you look down at me, I can see your eyes looking over my body still, my shirt unbuttoned a bit more now and you can see more of my smooth firm chest. "I've noticed you've been quite disruptive recently and I think we need to. Grace shook me, "Answer that."With a groan ... or two or three or six, I got up, padded barefoot down the hall, down the stairs, into the kitchen, got a drink of water, drank it, picked up the ringing phone and got a dial tone.A quick trip to the bathroom, as quick as a healthy young man with a full bladder can make it. I had just started to pee and the phone started up again."Answer the fucking phone!" hollered Grace.Stopping in mid stream? Not on your life. "I'm busy." God, do I have to do.