Then on the last time I opened the curtains and went outside to peek in, not realizing I had locked myself out, and left the bedroom door open. All I ...ould do was watch as Marve walked in and had Peggy tied up with her ass in the air, all for the taking. He started to lick her ass and pussy and I swear I could hear Peggy moaning and screaming through the closed window. Between screams of stop it, there were screams and moans of pleasure. I could also see drips, not sure if she was cuming or if. " Tastes really gorgeous, too," Adam chortled. "Actually, can you smell it?"I sniffed tentatively towards Stephen's puckered opening and could appreciate a distinctive odour wafting from it. It was brash and bodily but surprisingly arousing, and I found myself drawn to it in way that I hadn't expected. It reminded me of the delicious stink of all the men's dirty underwear which I used to secretly enjoy when I'd been assigned to laundry duty on ship."Well yes... it is quite interesting," I. In each room was a chair where I would have to sit and watch my wife. In the main room were 4 cameramen who would rove round the venue filming everything. Also in this room was a computer at which a person would count the plastic discs that were being given to the men. The 45 minutes between 9 and 9.45 flew by and I was shocked by the ease my wife fitted into the scene. The photographer from the evening before was taking lots of photos of my wife posing with groups of men. As the time got. Those are always conversations that started with "I'm sorry to tell you, but..." which I did not want to hear at all. My parents were out of town for the weekend and my kid sister was staying overnight with her BFF. Everyone was due back home by breakfast tomorrow morning. The one time I actually had the whole house to myself for more than an hour, was not when I wanted to hear anything like that.Second off, if it wasn't that somebody was in a car wreck, it could have been some.