I was so heavy into drug use at the time - we bothwere - that I'm sure we weren't thinking clearly. The stuff waseverywhere, more than any two people...could do in a long time, so I hadplenty at my disposal. It got to the point where he would be gone forlong stretches - multiple days at a time - and I had nothing to do. SoI'd do my best to look my best; exercise, tanning, grooming, shoppingand then I'd have all night to just sit and drink wine and do drugswaiting for him to possibly come home.. He either didn’t realize that he was doing it, or had gone beyond caring at that point. I then reached around my wife and unbuttoned the white jeans she had on. Down came the zipper, as I pulled them back so that he could see her white, see through thong. I left the pants opened like that, and backed away. I wanted to watch the next part, not be the one who did it. "Might as well take those jeans off, since you don't have your bra on anyway,” I said. I was as mesmerised and as excited as my. “Fifteen?” She got up on one elbow. “Will it help if I suck it?”Teenagers tend to jump into the wide spot in the river without thinking. It’s a hot day and the water looks good. Maybe there’s an old rope hanging from a tree, which means this particular swimming hole has been used before. So it will be fine, right? Nothing bad will happen. There’s probably no peril hidden under the water.Another analogy and we’ll move on. Have you ever heard of a “sea anchor”? Basically, it’s something you drag. They were both making a lot of noise. The husband saw that his wife’s legs, which she had previously been holding aloft, were now free of even that restraint and even wider apart. He saw that they were pumping in time with the man’s now huge cock as it split her slit. Her neat, firm breasts were also doing a frantic little dance. She had thrown her arms carelessly above her head in her ecstasy. The husband, fascinated by the sight of the man’s cock thrusting deeply into his wife’s pussy,.