He nestled his Sig Saur P226 into its holster and threw his coat on over it, grabbed his waffles and headed out the door. Chris had a date today and h... wouldn’t be late. Chris had met Sarah Klein at USC and they had always flirted and talked about different things, but never taken it to the next level. When he had joined the Army, she had moved to Indianapolis to be a social worker. They had maintained contact for a couple years until he joined up with Delta. When he got out he had decided to. I crept to the edge of the door, and made myself peek around the corner, afraid to see what my ears were telling me was happening, still convincing myself that my hearing was deceiving me. As my one eye cleared the corner I saw my wife on her knees at the foot of the guest bed between Ron's bare legs, her lips stretched lewdly around a fat shaft, about two inches of shaft still outside her mouth. She coughed and sputtered and pulled back a bit as thick white spittle blew out of her mouth. My. I started making toast when George came into the kitchen, asking if he could help in any way."I got it pretty well under control but if you want, you can start making the toast. How did you like playing with Sandra and Jimmy last night?" Harry, those two have got to be the greatest musicians I have ever had the honor of listening to. When Sandra announced we three would be playing the last song together, I almost ran and hid. I have never been so scared in my life. I heard two songs last night. I turned him around. He put his hands behind him to keep feeling my pussy. I put one arm around his chest and the other on slowly down his pants. There it was. It was big for his age. (..you can rub it if you want.) he said. … It took about 10 strokes and he shot cum in his pants and on my fingers. (&hellip,Im sorry, I couldnt help it.) he gasped. I kissed him on the top of his head and said: (..I like it when you do that Kenny. Well do a lot more of this&hellip,ok?) I felt his warm cum on my.