I cleaned up, got dressed and left Tony’s house.I didn’t see Tony for a number of years. I had heard that he had moved back to his hometown and on... day when passing through, I looked for him. He was living in a one-room cabin with no running water or indoor plumbing. He was roughing it, but he wasn’t paying rent either, so he was banking all of his earnings. We had dinner and relived stories of the old days and caught up on what was new.He asked about Ann and I told him that we had divorced. Skin tight jeans and a loose summer leaf green shirt over a white singlet. He'd even brushed his hair. The young man at the reception front desk had sort of recognised him from some public speaking thing he'd done a little while back, and had been rather helpful. Oh so Kris had flirted quite openly with him to get the extra information, but it was worth it to see the confused light in the clerk's eyes as he battled with his desires and his upbringing.Men and women in smart suits, looking very. They'd never scared her as much as boy-cocks, though--even though they were much larger-- because she'd never heard of a horse trying to fuck a girl. A few times, she'd come close to doing what these girls were doing now, but she'd always chickened out at the last moment.The three girls worked with determination, their faces flushed. The three huge horse-cocks jumped and quivered in their hands as they tried to make the animals shoot. Fuck-lube oozed from the gaping pissholes on the excited. I looked him in the eye and said, "I know she enjoys your company. She always talks about you, if you know what I mean. He smiled and said, "Yes, I will gladly take care of her while you are out"It was a moment I will never forget. It was as if I was asking, "Hey, would you please fuck my wife?" I was no doubt telling him, "She wants you, and I know you want her. Fuck her and enjoy her, because she wants to enjoy you as well". I walked to the door, and my wife met me there as I walked out. She.