That's when he pushed me back into the house and closed the door behind him. "Look here pussy boy, I saw you looking at those gay sites on the compute...r while you were stroking your cock and I even saw you lick the jism off your fingers when I passed the window coming up to your back porch. I know your name, I know your address, and I've delivered packages here before and know your pretty little blonde-headed wife wouldn't approve of you looking at guys fucking and sucking each other off. Now. "Oh, and I love you, too. You, too, Mom and Dad."A happy bunch spilled out of the limo when it stopped in front of the gallery.I've mentioned the importance of a buyer list to the success of any art opening. The buyer list is a gallery owner's lifeblood, but a competent gallery owner can't rely strictly on his buyer list. Non-buyers are invited, some related to the business of art, like art critics, but some merely because an art opening is also a social event.As we entered the gallery, I heard. It was becoming clear to my wife that this was a setup…and she was okay with it. Before too long Matt’s hand was rubbing her pussy and my wife reciprocated by rubbing his cock. Meanwhile, Susan was watching the whole thing and playing with herself. My wife managed to orgasm from the excitement. Embarrassed, she excused herself to the restroom to cleanup. When she returned to the table, Matt had paid the check and asked if they wanted to go back to his place to “watch some television.” Although. Terry had relied heavily on Allan’s money coming in with five kids to feed and clothe. The useless boyfriend she had at the time left when she expected him to help support her instead of him bludging off her.His mum had basically kicked him out or more precisely left him behind when he was fifteen and a half. Her new husband, Rod, had gotten a job in Western Australia, and they were moving. She told him if he wanted to stay in Brisbane to do his Uni, he had to support himself. So, he’d have to.