It still felt too intimate toshare with a stranger. But I said nothing, remembering the look of pride in Hiseyes when He looked at me. Not for anythin... would I jeopardize that look. I heard him unzip, and then felt his cock pressed against mytiny pucker. It seemed thinner than the others, but perhaps that was justwishful thinking, because, as he pushed the flanged cockhead past my tight ringI felt an intense burning pain. I squirmed, whimpering, despite myself, but hekept pushing, deep into my. I'm not backing out now.He begins caressing my plump upper arm. The sensation is pleasant enough, Isuppose, but I can't say that it excites me.Then his other hand is on my waist. I gasp, because it doesn't stay therebut travels directly to my left breast. Not pawing, not kneading. Justholding it.Which may explain why I grip his arm but don't pull it away.And now my lips part and my eyes widen in shock, for a boundary has beencrossed. I've sent a signal that permits him to fondle my tits. " No you won't. I'll be home soon." I'll be working hard while you're gone," he said, trying to impress her. "I'm working full time on that house on Woodcrest Court now that school's out." You always work hard." Someday, I'll build you the biggest house you'd ever want." As long as it's big enough for me, you, and our thirty-five cats it'll be fine with me sweetheart."Ryan laughed. He blew raspberries on her breasts and she shrieked in laughter. They rolled around, in bed, and she lay on him,. I then asked her to introduce me, but she told me it would be too weird, and that there was way she'd introduce us. I insisted. "I won't say anything," I told her. She finally agreed. I guessed the guy was close to 40, and he was Hispanic. He was probably about 5'8" and he probably weighed about 170 lbs. He was nicely dressed. When we were making some small talk, I noticed that he kept looking down to check out my wife's toes. He soon noticed that I had caught him staring, and when he was about.