My hips bucked, but his other hand kept me in place. He continued to rub my slit through my panties and it was getting me crazy. Okay, he wasn't going... to play fair. So I dragged my right hand down his front, ending right in front of his zipper. His breath hissed through his teeth as I grabbed his penis through his pants. Then I slowly started to stroke up and down. The kiss became more frenzied, his hand between my legs going faster. I couldn't take it anymore and zipped his pants down. The. Winston walked in and shut the door. He nodded at me and said, “You have one incredible wife. I hope to make her happy tonight.”I said, “I’m sure you will.”He turned and embraced my wife, kissing her deeply. She led him to bed and said, “I want to feel your cock in all my holes.”I sat down in the chair in corner, watching what I had previously only dreamed about.“Be careful what you ask for,” Winston warned. “I’ve been craving a white woman’s ass for as long as I can remember. So far, none of. His hand pulled more length and girth into the shaft. The size confused my brain the way funhouse mirrors would. Nobody can have a cock that big, I thought.It straightened and jerked upward against its weight. What was he doing, I wondered? Was it possible I’d get to see that thing fully erect, and him stroking it until a load of cum splattered the wall behind the toilet? His expression made me wonder if he had seen me peeking? I eased out of the bar of light into the darkness, then rushed back. I made a mental note to try to warn her first.Julia and Vanessa came over right after an early lunch in order to collect Mom to go mansion shopping.Julia took me to my room and gave me the news on the false ID front. "The Boys say it's easy to get you a good enough fake ID. It'll pass muster provided you don't try to give it to a cop or anyone who can run it. Mom's going to take some of the photos we already have of you to the Drama Department and get their advice on how to age you. We'll get.