I let out a slight whimper as she deep throated my cock. Mark was watching her suck my dick, "She gives great head, doesn't she? I was too wrapped up ...n this to even answer. I couldn't believe this was happening. I looked over at Mark and he was rubbing his crotch on the outside of his shorts. I noticed a bulge and I knew that he was getting off on watching his wife blow me. I looked down at Tracy. She was giving me the blow job of my life! She would suck me for awhile, bobbing her head and. "OH, mmmm OH, yeah that feels nice." Gary told me. WOW, his compliment some how made me feel good. Here this macho jock was complimenting me. It didn't matter that it was for me sucking on his cock, for being a fag. Me being on my knees before a naked jock with a large hard cock in my mouth. it was a compliment from a jock, a stud."MMMMMM, Oh yeah that feels nice, I haven't had anything feel this good since I broke up with Beth."Now he stroked harder, deeper, deeper up to my throat. I gaged but. Only a wooden fence five feet high stood between the house and a long, long drop. The fence was built inches from the very edge. The land proved more stable than the many doubters believed when it was built in 1897. None expected the fence to still be standing ten years later and gruesome predictions of the houses fate filled the gossips for years. Vindictive visions of mudslides had seen first the fence, then the big Victorian house collapsing down the crumbling face of the bluff, taking the. "YOU'RE the one that started me on THIS." She walked purposefully to the left side of the plane. "I'm flyin' back..." Okay, little one," I said, thinking to myself, 'Why not?" After all, her pilot's license was one of the bright accomplishment since we'd been together. The flight back was absolutely routine. Miles passed as we chatted. The wheels touched down in late afternoon and we were home just before dark.It was just our little trailer in Tennessee, but it felt like our nest. I was.