Eat that fucking hole, bro. Oh Jesus,” Rusty stammered, constantly repeating a litany of expletives.Roland now wanted total access. He was determine... to take Rusty’s cherry but knew that he would have to do so carefully. He could feel that horniness was overcoming Rusty’s natural resistance, and knew that if he kept stimulating Rusty he would get to fuck the pink eye that was blinking at him. “Turn onto your stomach, boy, and spread them for me,” Roland ordered building control.In a flash,. The only question was where and when. I was not participating in this conversation and neither of them asked my opinion. It seemed a foregone conclusion that she would strip and put out for a small group of these guys as soon as arrangements could be made. And the question of where the event would take place was settled when they agreed that our home would be best. Very nice, I thought. Would they be fucking her on our bed or on the living room floor? We had now been married for less than 3. “You didn’t tear them. That’s Velcro. It keeps things closed when you want them closed, but lets you open them when you want them open.”She reached for the shorts and closed and then reopened the pocket flap several times.“See?”“Wow” said Bob, examining the hook and loop system with fascination.He picked up a T shirt that had the words “No Fear” on it and put that back down.“Can’t wear that one. I’m terrified.” He grinned to show he wasn’t serious. The fact was that his stomach was in knots,. In the car, he was holding my hands and was staring at me and my cleavage. He was looking very excited and the same, I was feeling too. I was going to be with other men after 2 years. I wanted to enjoy it to the fullest.He was kissing my hands and was praising my beauty. I was feeling shy and very happy to be with him. I was waiting for what all will be happening. It was very romantic, and I was already wet thinking of that.When we reached the hotel room, I checked in the hotel as his wife, and.