Attempting to ignore it, I instead pulled the covers over myself (and him, by extension) and tried to fall asleep. That was not to be. The thinness of...the pants he was wearing allowed his manhood to be nearly 100 percent visible to the naked eye. And what I didn't see, I felt full-force. He was erect, rock-hard and throbbing."Jesus, dude! What the...?" Oh, shit."I reached out my hand to grasp it, and got more than I bargained for. It was thick, pulsing and hard as a brick. I was impressed,. " She said, pausing the video. John, ashamed and lap full of cum, looked toward his wife. "Why are you masturbating in my panties? And what is this video?" Tiffany asked, leaning in closer to read the title. "You're watching a video called 'gay blind date'? What's going on?"John explained the situation, and how he loved Tiffany but had a secret desire to expand his sexual horizon. He begged her forgiveness. He just knew she was going to storm off and leave him forever, and he felt so. He lifted me up. Our lips never separated. And then he was standing. I was suspended in the air. His cock impaled in my ass and he bucked his hips over and over. Fucking into me. Holding me in his arms. If people on the beach had looked up they would have been able to see. Been able to see me getting fucked. See me with a big cock in my ass. I didn't care.He lay me back down. Started to really go at it. Pounding my ass. I rocked myself up to meet every stroke. I wanted my crush to have his. "Why not? Don't you like my cooking?" I like your cooking. I can't get to it."Sherri grinned. "Amuse me. At least try to get it."I pulled on my arms and struggled, but there was no way I could get to the food. After a while, Sherri got up, and held the plate to my mouth. I lapped up the spaghetti and meat sauce, and I'm sure I made a mess. When I finished, she brought the plate back upstairs. She came back with a wet towel and cleaned my face. She untied the rope from the stud, pulled it back.