She slid over on the piano bench. He sat down, cracked his knuckles comically-getting a slight grin out of Kristin-and leaned over the piano. Whereupo... he launched into Beethoven's "Fur Elise." Wow," she said when he was done."That's my serious side," he smiled at her. "Here's my not-so-serious side." With that he broke into Scott Joplin's "The Entertainer."She was grinning when he finished. "My not-so-serious-side tends to be all that classic rock that Warren listens to," she told him. Then. They liked my positive comments about some of the explicit photos and as the pages turned, someone untied my bikini top that fell to the deck, baring my tits. That encouraged someone to pull the bikini bottom off, I didn’t bother to see who. I was quietly pleased seeing the rising cocks I caused being exposed as they shed their clothing. The very black crewmen were also boldly eyeing this white wife and I told them if I was naked, I wanted everyone naked. We were still among several other boats. She’s not here anyway. Belinda seems like she’s pretty annoyed with her current man, and Marcella is ready to celebrate being rid of hers… Maybe if I just…maybe.”I was driving back to my mother’s house and could see Marcella’s head lights in the rear view mirror. She and Belinda followed close behind and I smiled to myself again. I wasn’t ready for the night to end and, thankfully, neither were they. I knew my mom would be asleep by then and I knew there were several bottles of wine in the. She stood up, lifted up 'er dress, and there, in 'er skimpy little knicks was a bloody great prick and balls. She dropped 'er knicks to the floor so that 'er tackle flopped out, then she took 'er growin' cock in one 'and sat back down next to me and started strokin' it till it was fully hard and stuck straight out like a flagpole.I was gobsmacked. She was a bloke! I'd never 'ave guessed in a million years that this hot, fit lookin' chick, with the big tits and long blonde 'air, was really a.