She showed me everything, letting the hem of her dress ride all the way up. Sheer-to-waist nylons, no panties underneath, neatly trimmed bush. I was r...ined for the night!My wife was hell-bent on keeping my attention, and making sure I was up for her at night's end. She continually played up to me, placing my hand on her nylon covered thigh, (high up), kissing me, etc. I could tell Deb was not impressed! I knew that if I wanted any fun with Debbie, I'd have to ply the wife with alcohol, because. Gerald. We called him Gerry."When we got to Durham, I expected the horror of visiting a dormitory or fraternity house full of young men, all nine days dead. But it turned out that Gerald had been an upperclassman, and he'd lived in a rented room in a small private home in the city. Bridgett had the address, and we found it without difficulty. "Let me look inside," I suggested."No. You wouldn't recognize him... But would you come in, with me?" Yes."The house was locked, and when I broke a window. Susie and I sat in the chairs; Susie didn’t seem to be able to close her mouth and could not take her eyes off of Tony towering above us. Tony drug the other chair over and sat in front of us. I was sure the chair was going to scream that he was too big and to stand back up. I said grinning at my joke.Mom just stared at me. “Not funny.” She said.Tony looked at me with his big warm brown eyes and asked. “What do you want from me?”I cleared my throat and told him again everything that we had. ‘Just go with it. You’re going to cum.’ ‘I don’t know if I can do this,’ Ellen cried. Tom felt her tighten on his shaft and he knew she was going to splash her juices on it. He knew, too, that it would take him over the edge and he would shoot inside of her. Ellen’s breath came in short gulps, sweat poured over her, and she cried out as her orgasmic ecstasy exploded carrying her away like the river running nearby. She couldn’t stop it nor did she wanted it to. Tom held her, caressed her as she.