He is able to see her through the slats as she reclines on the lounge. She’s taking a drag with one hand, and her other pinches her nipple through t...e tank top. He’s quickly getting hard and argues with himself about watching her intimacies versus going inside. Her intimacies win the argument as he is quickly mesmerized by her beauty and sexiness in the moonlight. He sets his glass down on the deck and it clinks loud. He freezes and hopes that he hasn’t ruined the show.The pressure on her. I got up to walk away and she said as I left that my wife was in their room. Can't be I thought but she added I should go and look. So, I did, their patio door was open so I glanced in and sure enough there she was. On her hands and knees on their coffee table with Michael sliding his huge cock in and out of her arse. She had one of the other guys cocks down her throat and two others stroking their cocks to the side of her face. As I watched, she stopped sucking that. She invited me to sit in during her next session with Craig. That night, after a few drinks we moved on to her bedroom. They quickly stripped naked. Nikki lay flat on the bed while Craig lay on his left side, with his back to me. Craig started with the foreplay. Craig did a good job with Nikki's breasts and her clitoris and soon Nikki was moaning. When Craig hovered over Nikki his hanging cock really shocked me. It was even bigger than yours. It seemed reasonable therefore that he had to push. When my pecker hit the back of her throat she gagged and mumbled something unintelligible. It’s been my experience that no amount of conversation while getting a blow job is good so I just ignored it and put my head back on the seat. Sabrina was sucking for all she was worth. Her hand was working the part she couldn’t get into her mouth, which was a considerable amount. Her other hand was up her dress frigging her cooter like it had an itch. It was time to scratch the itch. I moved her hand.