"Yes, the kitchen's straight through there," Di says for the benefit of my wife, "I'll be through in a mo..."I let my dog off the lead and he runs str...ight through the kitchen to play with Di's dog in the garden outside. Still on the phone, Di walks up to me and grabs my cock through my trousers."He's quite dishy actually!" she says to my other half, smiling coyly and winking at me.God! This is some bitch I'm dealing with here... I consider, but in truth nothing would stop me now, as Di makes. I froze, I had to watch. Her husband, Mr. Keller was right watching with his wang in his hand stroking away. It was like a live porno movie. Mr. Keller saw me and told me o get inside and he closed the sliding door behind me. Mrs. Keller is not bad looking, curly long red hair, nice large tits, cute ass, and big green eyes and she spoke with that Texas accent. Now seeing her naked and that she is a true red head just sweetened the deal. Mr. Keller is about twenty years older than her, so. ’ She tipped her head, and peered at me in a strange way. ‘He hurts. All the time. And he feels completely alone. If I can make him forget for an hour, if I can make him feel connected to another human being, I’ll do it. I have slept with men before you know. It isn’t that weird.’ I nodded, but was unsure. It seemed strange no matter what she said. He was her best friend. Sleeping with your best friend is never a good plan, and I said so. ‘I think we’ll be okay,’ she responded. ‘He doesn’t. The place stunk of urine. They brought Edwards in from the other door. He was holding a Grey towel around his waist. His escort said shower toiletries and medical complete no complications. Edwards was shaking visibly. They restrained him over the contraption i now saw that the hump part was movable and was positioned for his size and even elevated up a bit his legs were pulled apart and his ankles restrained to bottom corners. They then pulled the towel away and just above his hips they put on.