He stared at me, saying I looked even more beautiful and sexier than my pictures. The black guy got closer and he put his hands around me. Both hands ...oon were rubbing and squeezing my firm buttocks…Seamus then started to kiss my neck, as his hands felt my ass.I felt his hands making my light dress to ride almost to my waist.His fingers were now creeping down between my parted thighs.All of a sudden I felt one hand at the back of my neck, untying my dress. Before I had time to react, I was. I thought this was pretty hot and by the time they had finished detailing this story I was hard as a rock and ready to go again. The wife noticed just how much my cock was straining in the black lycra of my speedos and she suggested that we all get naked. It took about 10 seconds for husband and I to get out of our speedos and for the wife to get out of her white bikini. This time the wife got her lips wrapped around my rock hard cock. The husband started to move behind here in a similar. I would cup your perfect breasts and caress your dusky pink nipples as I devoured your glorious sex, watching every move on your face from my anointed position. …I see your flushed cheeks in the face of every woman I walk past. Light, wavy tresses of hair catch my eye on the street and bring the memory of the imagined you back to life. Suddenly, everything reminds me of you. The gentle, rhythmic clip of heels on concrete. The bold stocking seams slinking up the back of passing legs. The full. She it looked like she was getting it set up for something. She had a bag of stuff sitting on a stool and she was pulling out decoration of some sort. Quietly, I retreated back to the bureau and got the flowers. I slid open the door, and stepped out onto the deck, holding the flowers in front of my face. "Boo!" I said. Her head snapped up to look at me, obviously startled. "Dad, uh, I mean Uncle Mark. What are you doing home?" I walked towards her, and handed her the flowers. "These are for.