... yes he was gentle , he inserted his thumb ,FUCK WHAT A STRETCH !!!!! He slowly started rocking back and forth , rithmicly, to get me opened up and...stretched, suddenly he looked in my eyes , without taking his hand out of the rim of my ass ,he bend over and gave me a deep kiss , with his tongue in my mouth he pushed his fist in my body , i wanted to scream, cry ,gasp , all at the same time , but my mouth was covered by him , my ass full of his hand .... his fist slides in my rectum ....... Madam had me take his jacket to hang, while they made themselves comfortable. As their amorousness increased, she handed me his clothes to hang, as well, and she took control of the situation.She had me sit by the side of the bed while they nibbled and cuddled each other. When she thought the moment was right, she had him stand by the corner of the bed and gave me quite a show as she took him in her mouth, exciting him to grow to his full length, which didn’t stop her from taking all of. Their easy friendship was something I always enjoyed seeing, but ... They'd order breakfast and then without words they would each grab a slice of toast and offer it to the other.This time I could see her eyes and they twinkled with inner amusement when she noticed my fascinated stare.I blushed when she winked and deliberately bit into the toast he offered her.I couldn't stop my smile. But, I couldn't help wondering, either: Five years I'd been an observer of their ritual -and I didn't even. Sorry about that.I was always a thicker boy. I wasn't that tall, but I had a slightly chubbiness about me as a little boy. I often did get picked on about my little gut or my butt. I had brown hair and brown eyes and a slight overbite. I loved playing catch or four sqaure with the other foster boy's in my group home. We would be out fussing and playing all day until we were told to come inside. The home was nice, but being made fun of at every meal wasn't. I guess me being a bit chubby, and.