I dropped my hand from his well endowed bulge and gave it a couple light parting pats. “Nice one, Feddy.”The remainder of the day and into the war... night we spent in the backyard lounging on the patio furniture sans our clothes. Freddy’s dick had settle down to its usual flaccid 4-inches. My wife ogled the photos that Freddy had taken and remarked favorably on many of them, and saying to Freddy’s wife that she admired his photographic abilities. Freddy had given her a copy of all the erotic. I want to grow old with her. It might not make sense to you, but it makes all of the sense in the world to me. I'm dropping out of college and getting a job. Then I'm going to get a place with Jenny and raise the kid. Pretty soon, we'll get married, too, as I said. We might get a roommate at first. We'll see. It will work out just fine. Look on the bright side, Dad. You'll be a grandfather," I observed."And I'll be a grandmother. Look, son, I think that this is a mistake, but I'll welcome your. She moaned softly. "You can go under, if you want," she suggested.I followed her instructions, slowly sliding my fingers under the waistband, first one knuckle, then two, then my whole hand. I caressed the smooth skin of her cheeks. Her ass was toned and firm, but the skin was as soft as a baby's. My fingers slipped between the globes of her ass, never lingering in that private spot but alerting her of my intentions. I worked my hand lower, tracing the junction of thigh and buttock on each leg. After locking my ankles together through their thick metal rings, they hoist me by my underarms back to my feet. Secured at the arms and legs, and tightly gripped by the suit, I can only stand unsteadily while the team continues its well-practiced choreography.As the two agents hold me firmly at each side of my waist, a multitude of new black, gleaming hands take hold of my pinioned arms. Meanwhile, the front of the suit, previously hanging from my waist, is now drawn up into place against my.