Then we heard the moans. There was a hammock in front of us, and a screen of shrubs behind it. We all knew there was another hammock on the other side...of those shrubs. That’s where the moaning was coming from.“Ahhhh Rod, you’re a fine, stout fellow, you are,” came the voice of Aunt Prudence.“Ohhh Prudence, my sweet, we shouldn’t be doing this,” came my father’s voice.“She’s been gone for months now Bonny Rodney. She’d want you to be happy, I know it.”“You feel so goood,” moaned my. By this time the two were pretty pissed and not thinking to straight!Leroy comes up and sits between the too, and starts trying to buy Vickie a drink, Bubby got up but some of leroys mates took him aside and told him he didnt want to worry - if you follow my meaning. So there leroy is and he starts whispering something to Vickie and we see here giggling, and hes says something like thats it my bitch or you know something like that. So next thing almost gets my heart stopping!Vickie gets up on. She lay that way for a long time, then rolled over on her side in a fetal position, with one hand still in her crotch and the other under her pillow."Please pull the blankets over me," she asked. I complied, and sensing the night was over, got up, and turned off the lights. As I lay down next to her I could hear her breathing."You would make an incredible mother," I whispered.Sophia said nothing but I could see her nodding by the weak light in the room."I love you," I said. It burst from me,. I enjoyed our meeting with Darren as much, if not more than my wife did. The sight of watching a stranger with a thick black cock invade my most sacred, protected space was so taboo, but excited me beyond belief.Over the next year, we met with Darren every few months with each meeting as exciting as the first. We have even met with another man who we played with several times, but somehow there was something missing and we didn’t pursue future meetings. My wife in the mean time has learned to.