" David was turning me on big time. I loved that he was telling me what to do, but not doing it in a mean way. My cock was already half way hard. Next..., I unbuttoned my jeans, and to add to the excitement, I started rubbing over the top of my jeans onto my cock like I was trying to make him want it. He let out a moan and a "mmmmmm" at that point. Then he said "Good boy. You are doing well." I then unzipped the jeans, and started sliding them down my thighs. I was looking directly into his eyes. I felt my tongue wet my lips in anticipation.I had no way of telling the time, but my guess was that we had gone through at least three minutes during the strip. From Sheila's actions, I would guess that time was short. She dropped to her knees between my legs. Her hands started at my knees and slid toward my crotch. The whole ride, Sheila's rather substantial thumbnails cut a strip up my inner thigh. I jerked in place, just in time for her lips to greet my cock. Shit. Sheila was not being. The extra attention Tommy got from me was just what he needed. He came out of his shell and started doing well in school again. After a few months he even told me he wanted to start playing soccer. It was the first time he had expressed an interest in any kind of outside activity since his mom died, so I signed him up the next day. And that is when my life really began to change. A week later I stood on the side lines by myself and watched as Tommy went through his first practice. Since he had. My wife slowly extracted Dave's b**st from her pretty lips and she told Dave, "Please fuck me, I need to have you inside me." Dave asked her how she wanted him, and she replied in a guttural moaning voice, "do me from behind, doggy style." I watched as only two feet from my face my best friend pressed his massive cock head between my wife's tight little pussy folds. I wanted to cry out for them to stop, but instead, my mind defied me as I repeated out loud, "Fuck my wife, give it to her hard,.