In the hot, close space, myfingers trace the length of him, root to tip and back. I feel his velvetskin, the hard shaft just before. My fingers circle... round. I feet himshiver.He kisses, harder now. His tongue probes deep. Enclosed within his arms, Ifeel him press still closer.Want him still closer.My other hand undoes a button, zipper. I tug, now both hands tug. I feelhis arms lift for just a second from my back; kneeling slowly, I ease histrousers down with me as I sink.For moment, a long. When he returned with a fine sheen of perspiration I wanted to lick the moisture off his erect nipples.The first week I watched him discretely from inside the house. But as I got more aroused I moved out on the deck and watched him openly. He wasn’t the least bit shy and didn’t seem to mind my watching him do his stretches. In fact, he seemed to expect it.Our houses were about thirty feet higher than the beach and were so close together that we shared stairs down to the beach and our decks were. I noticed Don adjusting himself while we were watching and after a few beers he pulled his dick out and started stroking it. He had a pretty thick 7 incher that was uncut and I had never seen an uncut dick before in real life and all I could do is stare. It didnt take him long to notice this and he asked me if I had ever seen an uncut cock before. I shook my head to indicate I had not. He then asked me if I wanted a closer look.Well, thats all it took for me. I was on my knees in front of him. “Do it, John, put it in and fuck me.” I ran the head of my cock up and down her lips to coat it with her juices and then I lined it up to her pussy and looked at her. The only woman I loved, the woman who I had children with who I would do anything for, and she had cheated on me and now I was going to fuck her. I slid forward forcing my cock to enter her wet pussy and once it was all the way inside her I held it there for a second, not knowing what I was waiting for and then Gwen said. “Yes,.