.. whatever else happened... is the limit of our experimentation. I don't know about Mike - well in fact I do know about Mike. We both feel we have pu...hed the bizarre as far as we want to go for now. After all, we love each other so much, and just quite plain ordinary sex (alright, pretty sustained sex!) is so good, why should we muck around? So, from now on it will just be my vagina. That and my uterus. My vagina, my uterus, maybe my rectum, my mouth, and then his tongue, his penis, his. This moment will be either the beginning of everything or the end.My heart is pounding. I open my curtains wide enough to stand between them, totally exposed. I know that you watch from that chair. Holding the binoculars to my eyes, I think I see you. The light is all wrong, and I'm not sure. Dressed in nothing but a vast baggy t-shirt that hardly covers my bottom, I step into the opening between the curtains. It's showtime. But I am transfixed with stage fright.I check, and YES, you are there,. ”“B-But, Nicki…”“We aren’t telling her. Remember?”“Y-Yeah!”“Let’s do it now if you can hide my face,” Matt said.“Hang on a second.” Kyle went to rummage through a suitcase. He returned with a burgundy ski mask. “This should work.”Matt put on the mask and pulled down his sweatpants. Kyle had affixed his own Mardi Gras style mask to his face and started the camera.Kyle took Matt’s juicy cock into his mouth. “Show ‘em how you got your straight brother-in-law letting you suck his cock, faggit,”. Well, my husband always wanders away from because I am looking at shoes, dresses, etc. and he gets bored. I have a full cart full of merchandise and walking the aisles. I notice this nice looking black guy holding his semi erect cock in his hand through his loose shorts. It looked huge and I could tell it was thick and hard. I followed him around trying to get the courage to take him back to the restrooms. He was still holding it when I finally came up in front of him and grabbed his hand and.