”He looks ahead as the steps draw closer together, steeper. A brilliant flaring of light at the top sets the sky aflame, blinding him. He shuts his ...yes and hides his head in his hands. “No!” he moans. The flame dies. There are no more steps.She reaches for him and strokes his hair. He is more acutely aware of the nature of the touch and his own undeniable response to it. She draws his head to her breasts and he suckles greedily as she moans her pleasure. They are soft and warm and solid. Her knees bent and apart, one hand up under her T-shirt pinching her nipples alternatively, the other hand smearing her cum all over her pussy lips, thighs and ass hole. 'Oh, that feels so good,' she thought as her finger applied just a little bit of pressure to her ass.She imagined him being shocked then aroused at the sight of his demure wife being so wanton. The fantasy grew in her imagination and in her mind’s eye she watched him remove his dirty work shorts and his hard cock bouncing out.. I was so stunned at how much sexier she looked up close but then started to panic as she turned around and look directly at me, “s..s..s..sorry...” I stammered. She turned the water off and stepped out of the steaming shower, I starting feeling hotter and it wasn’t from the shower heat. “Hey can you towel me down? I can’t reach everywhere” Eboni said seductively. Faster than superman I found a towel and started to rub up her back. When I was done I handed her the towel.“What cant u do my. He asked if I wanted anything I said “some Pepsi” and then I went back to my room. Ten minutes later I crept downstairs. Now was the time to get those nylons. Dad was busy down in the basement recreation room with his game and sandwiches. It would be a piece of cake.I slid the sliding door open and walked over to the garage. The side door was unlocked and I went inside and looked for the trash bags. They were between the rear of my father’s car and the garage door. I began peeking inside but.