She was wearing another of her little-girl nightgowns. This one appeared to be even shorter than the one she had worn last Friday. I held my breath as...she moved around the room, not sure what I might see, but not wanting to miss whatever was to happen. Finally my patience was rewarded and I caught a brief glimpse of thighs and panties as she hopped onto her bed. Her bed was close to the window, so I had a better view of her there than when she was walking around. Even though I had actually been. She turned her back to me and bent at the waist. Lick my butthole she said. I licked her little hole and even worked my tongue into it. The door bell rang and she took off to answer it. I stayed out on the deck expecting them to come out there. After about fifteen minutes I got up to go see where they were. I found my wife being fucked by two black guys in the center of our den floor. Marcus had his fat cock wedged in her pussy and a black guy I'd never seen before was sawing his long cock in. My hands climb for the bra and swiftly undo it, exposing your beautiful breasts. My hands squeeze onto them, massaging them over and over, feeling a rush of delight. Your hands go through my hair, making me feel so safe yet ecstatic.I remove my undershirt, and pull you in, pressing your bare chest onto mine. The car windows are getting steamy now, as we continue to make out. I pull your hair, exposing your neck, and kiss it, and nibble it here and there. Blood is rushing to my dick and I feel. To my surprise were 3 different pornographic magazines, focusing on men or masturbation. One had been left open to a photo of a man masturbating and beside the magazine was a battery operated vibrating bullet. The vision of her exploring that fabulous body aroused me extremely and the more I tried to shake her divine image from my thoughts the deeper it became imbedded. Then I spotted her old cell phone, knowing I shouldn’t invade her privacy but convincing myself that I should check for.