He was almost trembling, instead of trying to hide his hard cock; he started rubbing it and massaging it up and down over his coveralls, I seem to hav...e been enjoying torturing the poor village guy, and by then I could clearly see the outline of his cock under his overalls, which looked at least a foot long and very think to me.Being a fan and a lover of huge black cocks, I was going nuts myself, I felt I was torturing myself along with him, I had to put an end to it right away, if he could. .. can you hear your heart monitor?" So what?" Can you hear how fast it's going?"I kept my eyes tightly closed, but I grudgingly tried to tune in to it. The beeps were so close together the monitor sounded more like a siren than a string of discreet sounds."They gave you a sedative and it slowed down for a while before it shot up again. So they gave you another kind of sedative, and the same thing's happening. They're going to come back and give you some more drugs pretty soon." So ... what!?". It was wonderful however, and just what I needed. I was finally starting to relax. I hadn’t realized how stressed out and anxious I was. Falling back into a routine again felt good. I still couldn’t remember much, but how much did that really matter? I had relearned everything that mattered. I was a bit worried about going back to work, but Christina said I had plenty more time off to recover. She mentioned it with a smile, a smile that made me feel instantly at ease. I had everything I needed.. So with every body once again reaching over each other for their drinks. I then saw the short, fat, older man now once again reach over my wife's shoulder to get his drink. When he did this, I saw him just lower his legs a little. He then carefully eased his little covered hard-on in my wife's ass and keep it there. Now when my wife did not turn around or tell him anything again, I then watched as he started to slowly dry hump up against my wife ass cheeks.After watching him do this for about 2.