He stayed curled on his side, his eyes closed and the sheet pulled to his chin. With the scent of institutional detergent filling his nostrils, he mad... a correlation between the chair saving ritual and his own decision early on to ask Heather to marry him. He'd dated her only a year, but that was long enough to know she was the one for him. To John, Heather was that coveted lounge chair by the pool, the one worth getting up early for. Her pledge to wait for marriage before sex didn't dissuade. ”I stepped back, bent over and picked them up, then rolled them so that the damp patch was on the outside, turned it so that was facing down, and held it to her mouth.“Open your mouth, please,” I said.She slowly opened her mouth wide. I gently pushed her panties in so they were completely inside her mouth.“Close it, and keep it closed until I give you permission to open it. Understand?”Her eyes were huge, but she nodded. I could hear her breath working in and out of her nose.“Now, what shall we. Claire looked pretty shaky on her legs, not surprising given the size of the cock Joel had been giving her. Joel then knelt in front of Claire to steady her and help her put her panties and hot pants on. He helped her step into her panties and then pull them up her legs, and when they were snugly in place on her hips, Joel kissed my wife’s tummy. Claire’s orange Hooters hot pants were next, and this time he looked directly at me with a surly look as he repeated the kiss on Claire’s flat. “If you would please,” she addressed my wife.Bonnie rose and knelt in front of him. With her fingers, she assessed his size and position. Two cocks were inflating as she worked, but his was going to be more problematic.Elena watched closely as my wife selected the base ring parts that she judged could accommodate him. He winced as she fit them behind his balls and around the base of his cock; I winced in sympathy, recalling the first time we had used one.All our eyes fixed on the cage as she.