One was sucked my cock or any other cock that had been in her pussy. She always wanted me to wash my cock, before she would suck it. Just one of her... little quirks that she will sometimes do to this day.Well, the big evening came, the guy (Frank) showed up at our house, we had drinks and talked for while until the subject turned to sex. We of course talked about what we liked an expected, and he was a gentleman and understood that we were very new and apprehensive. Frank excused himself to. I droppedhandfuls of my old underwear into the garbage bag. I wondered what Iwould wear for socks and undershirts. I thought about the silky pantiescaressing my hips. My face was hot and my glasses started to fog up."Leave the garbage bag in the hall closet and go and start dinner. Ihave to go to work," she said. "Don't forget Mom's doctor appointmenttomorrow morning."I dropped the garbage bag in the hall closet, hoping that I could removethe undershirts and socks later, and sprinted to. Homer was whanging away on a tin guitar that he found somewhere. The dam' thing was made all out of steel galvanized sheet metal and had the harsh sound of an old whore's orgasm. But he was bound and determined that he was going to make music on it and he wanted me to write a song or two to go with it. I was working on a "she done him wrong and was he pissed about it" song that I felt would satisfy Homer and I thought it would sound right to be accompanied by that ugly guitar.There was a new. I told Piper I had done as she had instructed me.Piper was laughing and having a great time, she asked me to guess what was happening now? But before I could answer she said, I will give you a little hint, Keyshawn has his face between your wifes leggs.Oh my god he is eatting her pussy? I said in a panic.Piper laughing again, thats right he is eating her pussy, does that turn you on to know your wife is being taken right now?No! I said, loudly.Piper said, we will see, take that lotion and.