.and then, looking forward, she noticed me at the curtain. A series of messages flashed across her face: "Oh, shit, EVERYBODY's seen me with my hand o... my mound." "A guy, great, just the right message, you self-indulgent pervert." But then after she'd looked into my eyes for a few seconds, she relaxed, a bit, although she still quickly stumbled and fumbled to her door, fumbled with the keys, dropped them, scooped them up after two tries, finally got the door open and slid inside just before her. “OK,” she said. She giggled again. “Why don’t you come over?” I had the feeling that this wasn’t going to really happen, but I looked at Chuck anyway. “Let’s go,” I said. I was willing to take the chance. Chuck said goodbye to his Tracy as I gave my half-eaten burrito to the dog. I opened my mom’s liquor cabinet, and got out something that looked good — I didn’t know what everything in there was. Then we went out and got. She knew I wanted to watch. She kissed him on the lips, and then started kissing across his muscular chest. I looked over at Robin to gauge her reaction, but she wasn't even aware of me. She was staring glassy eyed as her right hand absently caressed her left breast.My wife worked her way down his body and sucked his cock into her mouth. She sucked him in deeply, and he closed his eyes and laid his head back in pleasure. It was quite a sight, this muscular stud naked and reclined as my wife. Riley was the sexiest beast I had ever seen. He was six-foot-six-inches-tall and looked like the proverbial brick shithouse. The doorframe could hardly contain his mass. When his large jawbone parted to reveal the sexiest grin I had ever seen, and a massive hand got extended in greeting, my knees almost gave out from under me. I had just met the uber man of the century.“You’re prettier than Lucas mentioned,” Riley said, in a low booming voice that made all the hairs on my body start to quiver.I.