"Well, boys, what do you think?"The consensus was that she looked great, very sexy and very fuckable. She gave Dave a Peter a kiss, then when she got ...o me, I put my hand on her thigh, and ran it to the top of her stockings. I felt disappointed because I couldn't find any straps. I love it when Pat wears garter belts, they are so sexy. Pat apologized, saying she couldn't find one the right colour, so she bought holdups.I grabbed Pat's arm and pulled her to me, and she fell onto my lap face. Just why I was thinking about this young boy's cock and his love life was beyond me yet I couldn't get the image out of my mind. My eyes followed him as he moved about the office and I noticed that he had a somewhat effeminate characteristics to his movements and the thought crossed my mind that he might be gay... naw, that's just stereotyping.Once again he looked over at me and smiled then he looked straight at my crotch and nodded at my hand and obvious hard-on. I looked down and realized. I imagined them making love. I liked that thought. I returned my attention to Gary, temporarily purging Robert and Elizabeth from my thoughts. I took Gary's rigid erection in my tiny fist. His cock felt heavy and thick. The glands were distinct and almost seemed to be separate from the thickly veined pole on which it sat. The ridge that separated the glands from the base of his cock was intriguing to me. The thick veins and the urethra running down the under side were prominently exposed as. His balls started to bunch up and my wife yelled, "Stop! Now! Don't move. I want that in me. I want all of his cum inside me." I stopped, then, as his breathing slowed, reluctantly pulled away, slowly and carefully. My wife told me to come up on the bed and lie down face-up with my feet at the top and my head at the middle. I did, with some nervousness, wondering what she had in mind. She came up and placed her pussy over my mouth and told me to start licking, to get her good and wet. I licked.