She always went to my school, since I moved there in 2001, even to my grade, just another division. I had never paid attention to her before that nigh...t. In Argentina, and I’d say all Latin America too, we, girls, use to celebrate our 15th birthday specially. It’s important for us because it would be the age in which we’re not a c***d anymore and we become young women. So we have two options: make a trip or a huge party. In this case she chose the party. The three divisions of our 9th grade were. That night after he had showered I locked him up again and this time told him I would not be releasing him until he had found me a well hung lover.In the following week my husband outdid himself. He found a well endowed 9 inch black guy named Roy that he had met while playing squash with a few months earlier. He knew Roy was well hung from peeking in at him in the shower at the gym. When my husband told me that part I laughed and told him I always knew he was queer. You should have seen how. When he was looking down to put his feet in them i looked. My heart skipped a beat when i saw my son's soft dick. It swung between his legs like big long snake. I looked away as he stood up and left. He said im going to play games in my room mom and left. I felt my pussy throbbing inside and get really wet. He's your son your baby your such a nasty woman. The voice in my head shouted over and over. I was turning into a nerves wreck, sexualy frusterated and trying to act like a desent. Well, by you Sir."That was enough to snap me out of my self pity and embarrassment. Suddenlywhat my wife and this man were saying was sinking in. They aren't just acouple of friends who had happened to meet up. She was having an affairwith him, and she had called him 'Sir'. What the hell was that about? Myhead flew up and I spun round to face my wife who was still laughing witha slightly red face."What the fuck?" I asked loudly. "Have you two been...?"THWACKI didn't even see it coming, but.