How were her feelings?Well, Robin was already soaking wet from James's attention in the truck, and the raging deep-throat kisses he had taken from her...only a few minutes ago had increased her feelings. Her pussy itched, her nipples were hard and aching against her bra, and she felt sort of powerful and proud at the same time to realize that young guys were actually excited about the ability of a middle aged wife and mother to get them horny. But they had obviously planned this venture, and she. That's half the job, showing the right guys a good time. Why, you've been cooped up in that musty hotel room of yours for weeks like you were a monk or something. Hell, you're in New York, and that's the finest city in the world for action." I know, sir, but there's all the work. And my wife..." Hang your wife, Tim, and pardon my bluntness. I'm sure she's a darling sweet kid from all you've told me about her. But you're here and she's there, and the one don't have to know about the other.". I followed him out of the dining hall and we went to the nearest toiets, which were deserted. We went in a stall and locked the door. "On your knees" he said. I obeyed. He unbucked his belt, unzipped and slid down his pants and y-fronts in one motion. He stood before me, and I was eye level with his enormous fat cock. Even flaccid it was thick as a Red Bull can and about seven inches long. He was uncut, and the foreskin was thick around the hidden bulb of his glans. He took himself in his hands. I should be heading back in a week. We wanted to have the baby while I was still down here,” Jack rolled his martini glass in his fingers and when it didn’t magically refill, he took a bite of steak.This was bad. Very bad. I nearly turned off my recorder.“What is it you do down here during your year dirtside?” I asked.“Oh, I monitor systems in the shuttle and upload data on satellites that need repair.”“So, you were up there for six months ... say from April to November, right?”“Yeah.”“I don’t.