“You might like this Bob, I put the weekend on video for you to enjoy” (what a mate ), I would have been happy to get Carols story of their time a...ay but now I was going to watch it on disc as well.Jim slipped the disc in and I watched as my prick was growing bigger and bigger as the movie he had made unfolded. I didn't realise it at first till I looked at Jim and saw him looking at me as I unconsciously stroked my prick through my pants,” you like watching me fuck your wife don't you.I. Please. Oh please.If Victor were here he'd be intimate. He'd brush his whiskered cheeks across my neck, breathe into my ear. He'd make me kiss him. Kiss me. Be loving about it. Yes, darling. I will. Kiss you lovingly, your wonderful mouth. Oh please! My shoulders.It wouldn't always have been that way. It hasn't been long since she could resist, struggle, withdraw, feign, make an impression of full submission and love without being whole-hearted. Was it so recently? She can't remember. She knows. ...." "Uh, yeah," he went on, "Acme Lingerie is the best in the world, and just to show you what I mean, take a look at this!!!" Cindy sat there a little bit bemused as Zak pulled out a tiny pair of bikini panties as he extolled the virtues of his product!!! After he was finished he asked, "So, what do you think, aren't these just about the best made and most attractive panties you've ever seen in your life, I mean they have quality written all over them!?!" Cindy took the panties from Zak's. He held onto her leg and snuck peeks at me when he thought I wasn't looking. I opened a Twix bar for him and he tried to stick the whole thing in his mouth.For some reason, Juanita, his mother, and I hit it off. She was a poor immigrant from Guatemala, I was an older white guy, born in the USA. She was under 30 and I was almost 60. She was a single mother and I was a divorcee whose step kids didn't want to have anything to do with him.The one thing we had in common was that we were both.