He undressed as I started to massage Sandy all over. As Al took of his boxers I saw the biggest hardest black cock I had ever seen, he saw me staring ...nd just smiled knowing he would be soon fucking my beautiful wife.Al and I switch places and his hands started to massage Sandy all over. I started taping the whole thing as Sandy was squirming under his touch. I watched Al pour warm oil on her legs and lowly massage her calves working his way up to her upper thighs. He then poured oil on her. My glances had to be noticed, though, and he didn’t give any hints that I recognized. I figure that I’m Bi and not Gay because “Gaydar” is a total mystery to me. This plus the fact I like pussy.Anyway, the room is empty now so I casually position my balls over one of the water jets. If you’ve never tried this in a hot tub or swimming pool, it feels really good. The pulsing action got me got rock hard almost immediately and in a few minutes, without ever touching myself, I spurted a big creamy. I revved the throttle in an effort to get her home. Get us home. Quick!We got about two miles from her house in Holley when a truck darted across the median and plowed right into us.The bike fell on top of me as we skidded more than 100 feet. When all was still I looked for Lisa. I spotted her wrapped around a tree."Oh God! NOOOOO! Lord, take my life, please. Please don't take her, God, Please!"She had died immediately on impact. After I saw her I passed out!I woke up in a hospital the next day. One doesn't have to call the realtor to change slips.By the time I was out of the Intercostal and cruising the St. John's, I had had a long day. It was pretty easy to find a marina, grab a good meal, and turn in. However, my neighbors at the marina were having a party. It seems that some college football team had beaten their archrival and scored a bowl game. Apparently, that was enough incentive to hold a month-long yacht party near Jacksonville, where their favorite team would play their bowl.