He started to laugh and said that is because it hasn't been used in over 6 months since he hadn't met any women here yet.We then started to talk about...sports and stuff and didn't go any further with our talk. As time went on, I could not get that imagine of his cock swaying back and forth, hanging so far down, out of my mind. Every time Traci and I made love, this is what encompassed my brain. Him fucking my wife.As time went on, I got to know Tre better at the gym. I was kind of becoming his. Neither sister was overly endowed, but their medium sized breasts had always been in proportion to the rest of their bodies. Their shared skin was a light, coffee colored brown, with the exceptions of their lips and the small areola that capped each mound, which were of a much darker shade. Both also had small eraser shaped nipples that stood hard and erect when they were excited.Her gaze drifted downward to the triangular patch of hair between her legs. The last time the two sisters had gone. We ate and talked about the visit to the attorney's office. Dad was not there. Mom said she signed a few legal papers. The divorce would take a while, but should be final in a couple of months. I saw sadness in her eyes."Sorry about all this, Mom," I said."None of this is your fault, David." I know but it still hurts," I answered, fighting back the urge to cry.Mom reached over and grasped my hand. "For me too," she said as a tear trickled down her cheek. "Let me do the dishes," she said quickly. Not as angry as I was back then.”“So boxing has helped you work through things?”Luca laughed. “Yeah, putting on the boxing gloves and laying into someone can really help a guy out.”Owen chuckled. He found himself liking the young Luca. “I imagine it is rather cathartic.”He appraised the young boxer sitting next to him. He was a stocky young man; 5’8, perhaps even 5’9. Broad across the shoulders and chest, tattoos running up and down his arms and a few on his legs, from what he had seen of his.