It was easy walking into his house. After all, curtains only seem to twitch when there are two people of the opposite sex about to embark on something...illicit.It wasn’t until I got inside that I started to have second thoughts. The jitters caught up with me and I found myself becoming anxious and nervous. I don’t know why, because Barry was chatty and upbeat all the time. He noticed my predicament and asked whether I wanted to go through with it as he handed me the coffee. I took a sip and. My dick also still floppy, I lift up my dick and showed him my balls, also completely shaven I said, you can feel it nicely smooth now. I took his hand, and with the back of his hand rubbed against my balls. Yours also smooth I asked him, and also put the back of my handagainst his balls. He did not say a lot, he sure did not know what he was getting into. So I continued and took his floppy dick in my hand, nicely shaven I repliedyou did a nice job and slowly I jerked his dick. He was not sure. He worked it more and more, until he was up to the hilt. He then began fucking my wife hard. She kept begging to be fucked as he pounded her cunt with no mercy.Michael looked at me; I could see he was in Heaven fucking my sexy wife.He grabbed Ana’s hair and pulled her head back. He then whispered in her ear if she would be his fuck doll and my wife answered yes, she would…He insisted, asking her if she wanted a cock up her asshole and Anita hissed again a yes, as she smiled with an evil grin in. He flipped his hand toward his lapel, toward some sort of button or badge, and as he did so, a peculiar look passed over her face, and her breathing slowed to a steady pace. She stood motionless for a moment, and then I saw tiny tears forming around her eyes. She listened intently to whatever the man had to say, and then just as quickly as the look had come over her, she blinked and her posture changed. Before, she had been quite businesslike, almost brusque. Now, she smiled sensuously at him.