“Okay, here goes," he nervously declared. This sexy, older man standing in front of me was quite afraid but he bravely slid his thumbs into his shor...s and underpants and pulled them swiftly to the ground. He stood back up and stepped out of them. He was naked I shouted “yeah! Atta boy!” I looked him over. His cock was half the length of mine. Still a nice length but obviously he was popping a semi. Knowing how much bigger my cock was than his made me feel a sense of animal-like control over. ‘You could have died. And it would have been my fault,’ she sobbed. I tried repeatedly to tell her how wrong she was, but it wasn’t until I grabbed her shoulders and literally shook her that she finally began listening to me. ‘I didn’t tell you that my knee had starting getting worse Friday morning. And I didn’t tell you how much it was hurting by Friday night. And I didn’t tell you how Saturday afternoon, when you asked about my knee and I said it was better . . . well it actually did feel. If you wish to, I will permit it. If not, there will be plenty of times in the future."She didn't speak, but merely licked the cheeks of her mate, then pulled slowly off of him, and turned to kiss me in the human fashion before licking my still-bearded cheeks and beginning to work her way down my body to my crotch.When she reached my cock, I discovered that my memories from last night didn't capture the full intensity of the experience. Maybe it was the lack of alcohol's deadening influence, or. This also excites me a lot. Our sex life is very good and we often have a long fucking session daily. One night during fucking session when I was sucking her nappies, I observed a small love bite on her right boob. I was astonished to find out as for previous two nights we didn’t have sex as I was busy with some office work. I got a bit suspicious that something is cooking up in my absence, but didn’t tell my loving wife anything about it. I just wanted to catch up the whole affair before.