"So," he said, "how are you doing? I've been ... concerned about you, too. Are you ... you know, staying..."Collette shifted a little but did not try ...o move away from Mike's arm. If anything, she ended up closer to him."Yes," she answered, "I'm still on the wagon. It's getting easier; a little easier. Bobby's noticed a difference, too. I never realized how much I was hurting him with..."Collette started to sob. As she did, her hand moved up Mike's back to his far shoulder and squeezed it. In. She walked on until she reached my house.“Do you want a few more pictures?” I nodded speechless. We walked on to my driveway squeezing past my fathers van. She posed and I must have taken about twenty pictures of her.She stopped posing to press herself against me. She trailed her hand down my chest to rub my aching cock through my shorts. I wrapped my hands around her and grabbed the twin halves of her ass, and squeezed, and pulled her hips in against me I knew she could feel my hard on as she. "Hi hon, how are you doing? I brought Carla with me to get your newmeasurements. We need to get you dressed for tonight."I heard the click of the scissors as they cut the bandages on my legs.As the bandages were removed up to my waist there was a gasp in theroom. My mind raced thinking that something had gone terribly wrong. Iwent into a mild state of shock until the bandages came off my chest.The room broke out in a simultaneous cheer. Bobbi leaned towards me."YOU ARE GORGEOUS"Dr.. Victor and Jamie were no longer talking at this point. My lovely husband was completely silent as his black friend started to moan in pleasure. Jamie quickly became fully erect and now it was nearly nine inches long, harder and bigger than my husbands.It was much thicker too and I loved the glistening of its black skin.After a few minutes I got up off the sofa, facing Jamie. I glanced back at Victor, who was now smiling and having a hand on his crotch. I pulled off my tank top and removed my.