My arms went wide, to try not to grab her but her hands reached my butt and gripped on. I looked down at her, and was right in view of her boobs more ...o then before. May looks up at me, “like the view, I bet you want to see them?” I resisted saying yes, and looked back with no face….but I really wanted to see them now. “So my boobs are not the trigger for your hard cock, mmm” she said. May loosened her grip, and took a step back, watching me for a second. I resisted but I looked down at her. “Don’t worry, I like to film my first fucks with a new woman. I’ll leave a copy on your wife’s phone for you. What’s her favorite position?” he asked at the last second. I immediately blurted, “Doggie,” then realized he only asked to humiliate me. He just smiled. Lynda gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and staggered to the door, pulling the black stud along. For the next nearly two hours, I sat at the bar in surreal, anxious anticipation. I was jealous, knowing my wife was fucking someone. Once we were all finished and dressed, we headed to the hotel to help our parents carry their suitcases back to the boat.Mom, Dad and the Waters were waiting when we arrived at the hotel. Brad and Eddie grabbed two suitcases each and started down the stairs to the street. Kathy and I picked up some of the bags from our mom's shopping trips and followed our brothers."Are you okay, Jenny? Mom asked.I looked over my shoulder and said, "I'm fine, Mom. Why do you ask?" Because you're walking like. My sexual wants and desires had gone mostly masked as I continued to date my high school sweetheart who insisted on remaining a virgin until marriage. You can only imagine my pent up sexual frustration, as I was about to enter my second year of college. I had turned more and more to internet porn for relief of my frustrations. I had run the gambit of porn and had pretty much settled on hung young studs fucking MILFs. That is probably where I first developed a thirst for cock. I would sometimes.