“This is completely different than what I expected. I mean, you really like looking at pictures of thesebig cocks. How come they are sticking throug... holes in the walls?”I replied, “They are sticking through gloryholes.”“What’s that?”“Gloryholes are holes in walls where guys can get anonymous blow jobs.”“Where the hell are these things?”“Usually at video arcades at porn shops.”My wife asked the big question, “Have you ever been to one?”“No.”“But you think about it, don’t you? Why?”“I don’t. "I'm sorry." she said suddenly. She looked at her mother with an unspoken pleading in her eyes."Me too." said Ramona. "I have a lot on my mind. I shouldn't have yelled at you. None of this is your fault."Robby gave a silent sigh of relief as the two women rushed together and hugged. He watched in confusion as both of them started crying and apologizing even more. He decided that women were even stranger than he had suspected."I'm starving over here." he complained, rubbing his stomach."Then get. Her breasts raised and lowered with each breathe; held in place by her bra. Next her knee length skirt dropped around her ankles. High heels and stockings were added to the pile at her feet. " Come here and take off your bra". I was in control and both of us knew it. I shifted forward as Linda let the garment slide to the floor. She covered her breasts in modesty. I moved her hands and kneaded the flesh of each orb before suckling each nipple to full hardness. I then moved back in the. That was three weeks ago and despite her having tried to entice him to bed on several occasions since, he had unwittingly withdrawn, afraid of another bedroom catastrophe.Now totally frustrated, Lynn found herself masturbating more often. She told herself it was because of Gary's withdrawing from her, but, in reality, she knew her frustrations were as much about her fantasies as they were about Gary. After another erotic filled night of dreams, Lynn knew her frustrations would soon consume her,.