Regardless, with some struggling kicks and tumbles, you get out of bed wobbling onto your two little feet. With some yawns and overly long stretches, ...our eyes open up to the girl in your mirror. First thing you notice is her black shoulder length hair, wonderfully soft looking and well kept considering she was asleep for 10 hours. The second thing you notice is her dick. Your panties, very much useless in the morning, cradle your sack, your dark and itchy pubes beginning to make an unwelcome. " Who? Moon Men? What Moon Men?" Um, you know, David Howell and those other guys. They come up here all the time, don't they? Don't you let them, um, do it?"She fell back on the bed, laughing. "Those vagrants? Do you really think I would have sex with that pack of idiots? What did you call them? Moon Men? How incredibly tiresome and juvenile. Moon Men, for God's sake. I must be dreaming!"He felt stupid. He shouldn't have believed Donnie Howell. "I'm sorry," he said, almost whispering. "I just. She starts to suck the dancer's nipples and they start deep kissing! Wow unbelievably erotic!And then. . .When I return from the restroom, I see that a couple of men have moved onto sofa for a closer view of the action. I could see my wife's firm 36C breasts fully exposed and the hot brunette dancer pressed between my wife's spread legs, squeezing and sucking her nipples for all to see! Wife had that horny pre-orgasm look on her face, and then returned the favor, licking and sucking the. Jim's persistence in pushing, paid off. He finally slipped in, but some pain started and it felt really tight as hell. He was moving slow and took his time. My hole finally had opened up more and he went deeper. I had not remembered him feeling so deep before. I relaxed more and my hips rode the length of his shaft. “Wait!” Jim was going deeper and he felt larger, then I have ever felt him before. I then felt a kiss on my ear, I turn to look up and Jim was standing at the head of the table. I.