Especially in this setting.Breathing deeply, I blushed, unable to believe what I was about to do next. “Rocky…please…fuck me…” moaning hotly... I rocked my hips, gazing lustily into his eyes. As he began to move, I cried out, screaming his name, trying to satisfy his perverted needs. The length pounded into me, pulling groans from my lips. “It feels so good…Rocky, please! Harder!” My face and body were burning with shame and pleasure, unable to comprehend what was going on.He grasped my hips,. . voluptuous ... pleasingly plump. I have between 15 and 20 pounds I'd love to lose; however! Get the picture?Nevertheless, you know, for the extra pounds I carry, you would think the horn dogs with twangers would leave me the fuck alone ... but NO ... seems like every Tom, Dick and Harry wants to take me down ecstasy alley. I politely tell them no and they keep pestering me. Moreover, you know, that really gets old after while. Like what part of NO can't they understand?All right, time to get. It was perfect. I noted the perfect curve of the drink's surface extending above the rim, held by surface tension. A martini is a perfect drink... I was to be honored this evening after a perfectly good business year by my company... my perfect wife Valerie sat at my side. Indeed she did look perfect. Her black hair shone, her liquid brown eyes flashed; she wore a perfect dress, gathered at the neck, but sheer enough that a hint of her small, perfect breasts, sans bra, were almost visible. In. I said nothing.Seconds later Joann asked if I as comfortable with her giving herself an orgasm right then because she was so excited. All I said was that I was fine with it, and that was the green light for Joann to keep going. It was the very first time I had ever seen another girl masturbate. I sat there motionless, not knowing if I should speak or not.Joann soon put her legs together then slid off her panties and opened her legs wide facing right toward me.I stayed motionless and all I could.