As always my wife never disappoints.Apparently my wife made some calls because when I walked through the door my wife was sitting in the center of our...couch completely naked. Sitting next to her, on both sides, were naked men completely hard as my wife was stroking them both. The man to her left was huge and could easily be seen even if my wife was using two hands to jack him off. The other was a bit small, smaller than mine, and a little chubby. As if ordered the two men didn't say a thing. I mean worse comes to worse we just have the party here and try and think of something special for the guys next time. Mark and I were sucked into Saturday Night Fever. Mark shot up outta the couch after it was over. His mind had taken that movie and turned it into a bukkake party. Original. I’m sure there hadn’t been a party like this one anywhere. I told him it was a great idea and he told me that since I tried so hard to help him come up with the next idea, I got to be a center. But he. He hurried into the guest room to set up his remote camera.Taking it out of the pool area and moving it to the spare bedroom would ensure a more consistent result: If Harry was going to be in bed more often, the camera should be in the guest room.He looked over the room: king-size bed, a large picture on three of the four walls, a dresser opposite the bed, flat screen on the wall, light fixtures.He decided he would put the camera in one of the sconces on either side of the flat screen hanging. "So," I said, trying to soundhappy. "How are the other actors?"She laughed, a real laugh this time. I loved her laugh, the low alto ofit. "The other actors are good. Sadie is fascinating to watch. Shereally knows her craft. And Maggie, she plays the female kidnapper, isa real trip." And she went off on some story about being tied up. Andgagged. That ended with, 'and then we had cookies.'I flicked through the book, offering 'ohs' and 'hahas' at what felt likewere the appropriate times. .