Even as excited as I was becoming, I was more than a little concerned about sucking him right in the parking lot in daylight. Just before he pulled my...head down onto his lap, I had noticed that the dashboard clock read 4:55. I knew that Donny’s car was parked only four or five cars away and that he would be walking right past here in about five minutes, and yet here I was trying my best to fit Mr. Washington’s massive blackness down my throat. This would be quite a sight for my husband to see.. Armando agreed to the shower and as he opened the bathroom door a crack to hand out his dirty clothes my wife purposely stumbled a bit and pushed the door open far enough to catch him standing naked. My wife gasped in feigned alarm as her eyes lowered to gaze at his crotch and then she pulled the door shut uttering her phony apologies. I couldn't see any of this from my vantage point but I could clearly hear it and became very aroused at the interplay, excited and amused by my wife's. ‘Just play,’ Amanda said. Accepting her obvious challenge, Sean began playing a Frank Mills composition that his mother had always enjoyed. He hadn’t finished ten notes before Amanda matched him on her side of the keyboard and said, ‘How did you know that ‘Music Box Dancer’ was one of my mother’s favorite songs?’ ‘I didn’t,’ Sean said as they finished the song and their audience cheered. ‘It was one of my Mom’s favorites.’ Amanda leaned over and kissed Sean before saying, ‘Now it’s my turn.’. The ground floor was a rock wall all the way around. The entrance hall was on this level, with a drive dipping down from the street running beside it. A garage, with underground rooms behind it—the laundry and a small bedroom, with bath, were buried in the between the house and the SS36 road. Across from the driveway was a dock extending out into the lake. The base contained more than the entrance hall, though. I found that it contained a rock-walled home gym and sexual torture chamber,.