You may want to withhold judgement until the end of the night. The brandys golden burn in my throat and stomach had begun to relax every muscle in my ...ody. I felt ready for anything. We need to talk, dear, she said suddenly. Uh-oh. You do remember our understanding and agreement, dont you? This is my fantasy, and I expect you to cooperate in every way. She moved up to her knees to look into my eyes. Whatever happens, remember that I love you, and ONLY you, she said slowly, those emerald green. ." he murmured.Taking his penis in my hand and stroking with wiggling fingers I asked, "Does your wife suck it?" Not like that," he answered, his eyes closed."Hey keep a watch ok?" I reminded him, knowing he was cum drunk but conscious of the fact we were still in an apartment parking lot. The rainy day provided some cover, but no sense letting a resident walk up to the next car without being aware of it."Yeah, yeah right," he opened his eyes and craned his neck both ways. All clear.His penis. I called out to her and she told me to be quiet or she would gag me. When she returned to the bedroom someone was with her. I recognized him as one of the men who had been working on the house next door.He was a muscular black man about 6'5" and she was leading him by his cock. It was huge compared to mine. I would guess it was at least 11" long and almost 3" across and it wasn't even that hard. She asks me if I liked my surprise but I didn't have to answer. My cock was as hard as it could. It actually happened in the late 1960s, a time when kids played outside all day and much of the evening, following their parents' instructions to 'come home when the streetlights come on'. Parents didn't worry about their kids disappearing, or being attacked. Child abductions were unheard of, and the word "pedophiliac" existed in the dictionary, and barely in the law; there was no such thing as a 'sex offender registry'.I have told the story from his viewpoint, based at the time it occurred..