Maybe we ought to give her a demonstration." Oh, very funny, Crystal." Well, I'm going to go change anyway. When you're finished with breakfast, meet ...e downstairs. We'll play some pool or something for an hour."She got up out of the seat and headed into the bathroom. By that time, Jeff and Brit had both finished eating, so Jeff took the bowls and put them in the sink, then ran some water over them. He would put them in the dishwasher later; with only two people at home right now, there. I am begging you, please let me stay and watch you fuck her." I pleaded with my wife's stud."What do you think?" Peter asked my wife, "I'll let you make the call. Do you want this punk here while we fuck? I personally can't stand the site of him." Well we can't have all the fun, now can we Peter? You can stay, but don't come near us unless Peter asks you to help out. You can stay where you are and jack off or whatever while we fuck. Just don't get in the way of Peter and what he is doing. He looked into her tear streaked face for a few seconds and then dropped his gaze to her backside and his hand. He ran the callused surface of his palm up one leg and across her buttocks causing them to burn and prickle. He squeezed one bright red ass cheek and then the other. She pressed back against his hand and then pushed forward and purposely ground down against his thickening groin. She was crying still, but quietly, her breath hitching and her face was streaked with tears, and she. His name was Greg. There was a huge feather bed and a stone fireplace in the bedroom. Greg built a fire and suggested that we take a warm shower. I said yes, enthusiastically. I would let him lead me anywhere, he was so hot. We took our shoes off and stepped into the shower, otherwise still in our soaking wet clothes. Greg put his trong arms around me and kissed me as the water rained over us. I could feel his hardness pressing against mine. Slowly, we began to undress each other. I waited to.