Just one horny woman gagging to be fucked. My small brain took over from my big one instantly. But along with that came the guilt again. This time I c...uldn't blame the grog or the hooch.I just stood there looking at this sex mad wench and a big part of me wanted me to throw her back on the table and fuck her senseless. The more analytical and judgemental side said "Go get a beer." I excused my self and went into the kitchen and grabbed a beer out of the fridge. I opened it and stood sipping it. When my wife stepped out on the stage the room roared with the sight of her nude clean-shaven body. The auctioneer made her turn in place to show off both sides of her. The crowd loved it. Her hands were tied above her head on a hook hanging from the ceiling. She was now stretched out for all to see. The auctioneer said any bidders want to come up and take a little sample can. Five men made their way up to the stage to sample my wife’s ass and pussy. They would slap her tits and ass and rub. The day finally arrived and after work i drove to his house nervous as all hell and knocked on his door, this old frail grey haired man answered the door and it was just as i had hoped. he invited me in and we sat in the lounge room and made small talk for a bit until he asked if i would like to watch some porn. I said "that would be great" so he went into another room and brought out a gay dvd. he placed it into the player and on came the movie.as the movie was playing i couldnt keep my eyes. They had something in the water they gave her in stripping as well." Kim said."Really? Susan and Jack didn't say anything about that" Margaret said."They didn't know. Merle didn't want to let them know he did stuff to endanger his license to process. He only bragged about it to one of his guys when the show was broadcast. I think it was Nick or Peter." Kim said."Yes. Tim called them Nick the Prick and Peter the Greaser". Helen said. "I interviewed both of them and they were pretty elusive.