Brit and I had spent the last seven months setting up the structure of the thing. So now I had to come up with a plan to accomplish the first mission ...nd we didn't even have a name for the thing. I realized that I didn't even care if it had a name. It suited me just fine to call it the thing.We had agreed we would end recruiting at five, We could get others to help without them know why. As for me and The Brit, we had signed on to in effect be serial killers. Hopefully we wouldn't draw any. As usual I performed my hosting and fluffing duties before Geoff took my mistress upstairs. Around 12pm I dressed into my suit and prepared to leave. My mistress had allowed me permission to be out of my chastity cuff for the meeting, as it was an important one, however had insisted that I wear a pair of her panties under my suit as an invisible reminder of my status as her cuckold. About 15mins before I was due to leave they both came downstairs and my mistress told me that as I had been. ' He excels at baseball and soccer and loves hisskateboard. He wears baggy pants a lot of the time and has that cute boylook that the girls love. He has lots of friends, including a few girls,but no real girlfriend, yet. He's a great k** and still thinks the worldof me, even though he is a typical teen!I was down in my shop when, around 2:45, I heard my son opening the frontdoor upstairs. He was returning home from school and his bus drops him offa block or so from where we live. I didn't. Victor invited him to come with us at our place, where we shared some few drinks and listened to music.I then made the first move and asked Terence to take a shower with me. We did and I sucked him hard under the warm rain, before going back to our bedroom, where Victor waited for us…I laid on my back and spread my thighs for the brand new stud.When he entered me, I moaned loud, as I felt his thick cockhead stretching my cunt so badly. I looked at my husband and told him that we should have.