I was hoping her parents were at work when I knocked, and I wasn’t disappointed. even better, she must have just gotten out of the shower, because ...hen she answered the door, she had nothing on but a towel. Not a full bath towel, but something about the size of a hand towel. Granted, she was small enough that it covered all the important parts, but god, I got wet just thinking about how easily it could slip off. “Hi, um, I live across the street?” I was more nervous than I thought I. She had graduated from college recently and working in information technology. I was a divorced 35 year old male and managed a IT group. After talking to her, I found that she worked in Seattle , the very same city I lived in. We spent some time together in Chicago and when we got back to Seattle we started to date.Tina, a petite Asian woman , about 5'2" with average breasts , 33c , slender with a nice golden tan. She has a very sweet personality and an intelligent conversationalist. We held a. She had never done that for me. She began to noisily slurp on his cock and I noticed that she was playing with her clit at the same time. Uncle Ben looked down at me and sneered. He told me that he was going to fuck my wife silly. He said he was going to do everything to her and that I would have to watch. He then grabbed me by my hair and pulled my face to his sweaty smelling balls. He ordered “lick or else.” The smell was so powerful – stale sweat and urine and a musky manly smell. I did as I. As Grant and I watched the dancers around us, I kept grinding my ass into his growing cock, and he continued fondling my bouncing tits as we danced, but so far our clothes remained in place. Then a woman and man, dancing in the same position as Grant and I (her in front, him in back) moved over to where we were dancing. They moved right up to us and she began moving her hips to the music directly in front of me. She looked into my eyes and smiled, so I smiled back. Then she took Grant’s hands.