.."You mean my wife I take it." "Oh I'm sorry." I said "How rude of me....I guess I just assumed....." He let out a bigger laugh this time and said "...y third wife actually. No offense, I guess they are tending to get younger." By now it was becoming harder and harder to contain my embarrassment. "The simple truth is that she didn't want to come to this function in the first place and retrospect I really can't blame her." he said with a chuckle. "What a God awful affair! A hall full of sixty. She had fantasized about Chance holding her and comforting her on many occasions. Her favorite pass time with Chance, though, was when he used his big, sexy body to pleasure her.In her mind, his big hands slid over her breasts. As her hands squeezed her silky flesh firmly, Chance did the same in her dream. The palms of his large and calloused hands kneaded and caressed her firm globes and his dexterous fingers pinched her hard nipples. As she laid on her bed arching her back and moaning her. I walked towards my computer. My internet was shut off after Gammy caught me playing with myself, but I could still play CDs. I grabbed a Billy Idol album from my collection and started playing the first track, which was White Wedding. I stood two feet from Bambi. He was watching me touch myself. I thought about how I would do this. Bambi is a puppet so I could fuck his ass and his face. I moaned a little, the ecstasy in the room was almost tangible. I knew he felt it too. I leaned over and. Continuing to narrow down the choices for the night, she eliminated most of the room with a simple glance.Taking her seat once more at the bar, she could tell that every eye in the house was watching her fluid motions as she turned back toward the bar. She was being undressed in the minds of every male; each fantasying about what she would look like without her clothes.Even facing the bar she had a perfect view of most of the room by looking into the mirror. As she slowly lifted her glass to.