He takes three more measurements and makes some similar marks. Finally he lays some heavy white tape on the floor in the middle of the area. He reopen... the garage door, gets back on the forklift, and he starts it. He carefully turns the forklift and works back and forth until he’s lined up with the marked off area of the deep section. He slowly moves forward with the forklift straddling the heavy tape. Kyle walks over to look between the side of the container and the wall, he’s surprised to. In the meanwhile she turned a bit so as her butt cracks were touching that mans thighs and she pushed her hand in trouser, she held my cock in her hand and started stroking me.I could she while stroking my cock she was also wriggling her ass, I could see the expression of that man, he was full of lust for my wife. This man moved his hand and kept it on his thighs , and then slowly shifted it toward her ass, now it was not visible to me, But my wife whispered that his fingers were lingering. We are kissing very deep and very passionately. Our tongues are dancing in one another's mouth. Her kisses are so sweet and so intense. I feel like I could kiss her for many hours. She takes my hand and we get out of the tub. She has a patio full of furniture. She takes me to a lounge style couch. Her hands are around my waist and our bodies are pressed together.We remove each other's bathing suits. Our hands start to feel each other's bodies. We start rubbing each other's pussies and it feels. It was a cool clear night, crickets chirping in the darkness. I wanted a cigarette but that habit was hell to break. I found myself playing with his shirttails. I was still naked under his shirt. I pushed myself up onto the trunk of my car and laid back on the glass. Remembering the excitement of walking naked in front of the five men that were nearby, I unbuttoned Bobby’s shirt slowly and let it fall open. It was dark out, but the street lights were enough to cast a glow on my white, naked.