Despite being a little d*unk, it hadn’t slipped my attention that my wife was flirting with both guys, touching her hair and leaning into them at ev...ry opportunity. I’d also noticed that both guys had been touching her legs and putting their arms around her throughout the night. So I had a plan when I invited them back. Once back at our house, I poured us all some drinks. The guys both complimented our house, so I suggested that my wife gave them a tour! I said ‘show them all over, and show. I yelped and whimperedon my way in to the middle of the patch and then when dad told me to sit, isat. "shutup" he said and i tried my best but the pain was so bad istill let out a little cry or two...quietly. "someone needs to prune theseroses and april, you are too incompetent a little slut to do it, i can see thatnow." i nod in painful agreement. "yes dad." "so who shouldi have tend to my garden, since i am a busy man?" i shrugged. with itbeing just me and him living here i had no idea who it. My wife caressed Helens head, kissed her and put her hand on my ass. After a few minutes Helen came again. She was not as tight as my wife but when she came her pussy grabbed my cock very hard. I had to wait for her orgasm to subside. After Helens second orgasm from getting fucked, my wife suggested doggy style. Slightly out of breath, Helen agreed and we rearranged. Helen did have great hips which I grabbed and began to do my best to fuck her hard and fast. My wife started to fondle my balls. Gina walked towards the dojo, and noticed thru the open door, was a man sitting in the middle of the floor in a meditative stance. She walked in, and bowed. Then she walked towards him.This man was a very elderly man with a long, white beard and mustache. His pony tail was white and long. He wore a green silk outfit, and his shoes looked like wooden sandals. Asian in ethnicity."Um. . . Excuse me? Sir? Are you Master Kashi?"He heard a female voice. Something that made his white eyebrow furl. He.