My wife's dark hair was matted with sweat, and I could see the pure pleasure on her face as the young stud fulfilled her desires with his big cock.My ...wn cock was rock hard in my suit pants. I was a fifteen year's older than my wife, which meant over 20 years older than the young stud fucking her. He was tall, muscular, and endowed with a cock a least half again as big as mine. My wife was in perfect shape, her slim hips, tight ass, and full firm tits more than enough to draw the eye of this. Then he pushed my head down on his cock, making me take almost all of it.I felt it hit the back of my throat while I gagged on it, my eyes watering. Hestarted moving my head up and down on his cock. He let me come up for hair whenhe thought I couldn't stand it. I had some tears running down my face but havinghim fuck my throat just made me want to cum again. Then he held my head still while he lifted his hips, thrusting his cock down my throat.After a minute he let me go. I lifted my head up to. Clive pulled Beth’s head closer and she looked up at him as Clive positioned his throbbing cock at her mouth and without a word Beth opened up and slowly let Clive put his cock inside, “Good Girl” Clive said as Beth started to suck on his big purple head pulling the skin right back. Clive slowly eased himself into Beth’s mouth all the time looking up at him while Lyn looked on squeezing his balls gently and as she started to gag he pulled out to let Lyn have a go, he eased into Lyn’s mouth but. He’d grown extremely turned on by it all. Considering that he was a “fair” man, sex wasn’t absolutely necessary if everything came down to that. He was more then willing to “negotiate.” He was more then willing to wait as well. He didn’t actually need to have sex with her but in his mind Shelly was a “babe” amongst babes. Maybe she didn’t see it that way but she’d understand in time he told himself. “We don’t have to do this you know,” he told her. “It’s okay. If you don’t want to do this I.