It was littered with naked men and women, entwined in pure lust. The smell of sex, the sound of slapping bodies, the libidinous moans—together they ...reated a symphony of luxuria that made my pussy twinge with anticipation. No matter how many times I come here, it gets me every time. The mystery man—I'll name him Adonis, heehee—whipped me around and forced me over the arm of a sofa, putting a pale young woman's pert little ass in my face. I felt him lift my skirt over my ass and spread my. "Look at you. You're absolutely freaking out. I've got yougoing."I breathed a sigh of relief. "Then you were kidding? About the party, myparents, my friends?"My lovely wife pointed a beautifully manicured fingernail at me. "Thiswhole birthday has been all about you. Why should it change? Speaking ofchanging, let's go buy you a beautiful party dress with pleats so Henrycan spin you when you dance."I was feeling heat coming up through my body. I was dizzy again. Iturned to my wife. "So there is a. I would follow her to her room, and immediately we would be at it again just like always. She would lie on her bed, or simply lift one leg onto a chair, and I would unzip my pants and let my painfully hard erection free. With so much build-up, neither of us would last very long, and sometimes I would enter her only slightly, feeling the soft folds of her fleshy mount envelop just the very tip of my member before she would begin to shake, her warm walls quivering. It would always send me over. Christine and I were in the city (Chicago) for one of our weekend play nights. We often go to a Blackhawks or Bulls game and then pick up a younger guy, guys, or a lady. We take them to our hotel room and I watch as Christine plays in bed. My wife has zero inhibitions and there is something extremely hot about watching her eat pussy or getting her pussy and/or asshole fucked. This was one of those weeknights.We decided to arrange for a masseuse to come to our hotel room early afternoon to.