Don picked one up and we both approached the door a little cautiously. I knocked, the light had gone off when I did. She asked for help, I was about t...o open the door when Don barged through and shut it behind him. I could hear his pants being undone and her manoeuvring on the floor, suddenly I could hear the sounds of what was obviously a blowjob, my ex was sucking this guys cock in my house and I didn't know what to make of it. I was tempted to walk in, I'd felt a little bit cuckolded here in. ”“Shhh!”“OK, OK, I’ll whisper.”“Quiet,” I whispered.By then, Ralph walked in with his helmet and shield. “I’ve got it. I go in first, then the three of you get behind me, and, Will, how come you’re in the dining room?”“Because they weren’t in the lobby.”“So you thought you’d sneak out and get something to eat?”“Hey, I’ve got my granola bars with me. I don’t need to go to the kitchen for food.”I had to stop this. “Ralph, Will, before you forget, we have a patient in the kitchen throwing things. With her curled, pretty hair she had a set of bluish grey eyes. To many they were stunning. He always loved them along with several other features too. There was her curvaceous body to start with along with her big, round, and quite voluptuous breasts which he had convinced himself, once she’d turned 18, he wanted to hold, intimately, with his hands. Now those, he decided, were as large as melons go. He didn’t know about the adjoining nipples but he sure he would like them anyway and he knew. I gulped as I watched a single bead of sweat run down her left pec, and thought about what those massive slabs of rock-hard girl flesh had done to Mike Vincent’s face. I tried to imagine how hard they would be in my hands, then I tried to not imagine it. “So ... big...” I blurted out, and Becky giggled again.“I’m just getting warmed up,” she said as she hopped down and began to add more plates to the straining bar. “You should pwobably come over here if you want to spot me.”Absentmindedly I.