I stopped outside his bedroom and glanced over my shoulder at him to ensure he was with me. I entered the room and stopped at the foot of the bed with...my back to the entrance. Darius stopped at the doorway, his large, strong frame casting a shadow into the room. I glanced sideways and could see him in my peripheral vision, before I leisurely and provocatively climbed onto the bed on all fours, arching my back and glimpsing back at him to gauge a reaction. After a minute of him watching me. So you may be wondering, then how the hell did I end up touching a cock. Let me start by explaining what gets me off. I love women, specifically I love my wife's naked body. When I jerk off, or get off, I am always thinking about a woman, or with a woman. Over time, getting off to pictures of my wife naked, and sniffing her panties, led me to think about other's enjoying her. I started to picture guys jerking to her pictures, which led to fantasizing about her fucking other guys in front of me.. Drew and Dave had loaded two big round bales of hay onto the forks of the tractor then Dave climbed into the cab and seated himself on the shelf behind the drivers seat. Drew sat himself down in the drivers seat and placed the machine into gear. The were going to feed the wethers that were in one of the furthest paddocks from the house. It would be a good half hours drive. They eventually finished rolling out the bales with the tractor and Dave stooped to pick up the twine that had held the. .Friday night I was ready and waiting, she arrived as promised, 7 pm sharp. For the fist time she wore a skirt and was this a sight. Her legs were so sexy.I asked her again if she would like to try, but Angie refused firmly. It was 7.15pm when I swallowed the bitter pill with some water. Angie was so curious, she was observing my face closely, didn't talk much. We had some appropriate music on, visual effects on my large TV screen. I was watching closely the clock on the wall trying to predict.