"I think I want to give you a fantasy you'll never forget. I think we'llact out one of the stories you love so much on that website? Fictionsomething ...or other."I grinned. "You're kidding. Seriously?" As long as no one gets hurt, why not? Get a good night's sleep Fridaynight because it's going to take a whole day to prep for Saturday night."She did peak my curiosity. I was distracted for the rest of the week. Ihave a photography studio. And Saturday was all I could think about. Iwondered what. I walked home with his cum on my lips and chin. i walked into my house and pulled the condom from my pocket and opened it up and poured into a glass. i took the glass to my lips filled with his sperm and took a pic of me drinking it. then i lifted the glass up and began to drink his cum swallowing it. i heard my name being yelled and looked over to see my mom was home early and she saw me pouring the cum from the condom into the glass and drink it. she was in shock and my face turned beat red. Sipping my beer I again looked at the clock, it was now 30 minutes and he was still inside with my naked wife. The wish surfaced once more that I was in there watching her with him but I knew that she would find this so exciting, me being outside having to guess what they were doing; how they were doing it.My mind went back to more basic thoughts. Was he bigger than Marcel, the black guy who could always make her climax, the one guy who got her to heights I could only dream of getting her too. He didn't even reach for his beer as he reached for another wing. Mercy came up to us and commented, "No wonder Sal didn't even flinch when he ate our wings. You just had some as if they were candy."Dad laughed, "Sal, call your sister and have her send you a jar of her new sauce. It almost hurts it's so hot. You'll love it."Mercy poked Steve, got his cell phone, and handed it to me, "Call her, call her right now. Kathy and I have to have some."I gave his phone back to her and called Sis on my.