I saw her reach over and grab it with both her delicate hands. I wanted to shout out to her that it was not me but something else in me just wanted to...stay quiet and watch.My sweet and unaware wife quickly turned her beautiful round ass to the glory hole wall and I saw her slowly positioning that hard dick toward her pussy. I wanted to stop it but I felt I was frozen.I watched my wife back up to the glory hole. Then her hand came back in front of her as she put her hands on her knees as she. It trickled down over his balls, so she removed her mouth from his shaft and spread her saliva over them with her tongue, licking slightly along his ass crack and back up to the tip of his dick. He tickled and shuddered with intense sexual pleasure at the feel and sound of her slurping tongue. Eager to return the pleasure, he spat and slobbered loudly over her cunt lips and throbbing clit. After she’d licked all of her cum off of him, she moved her body down and turned, scratching down his. The women represented by these statues were clearly not real people because they were all marble-white and almost never wore clothes.This last observation was of little significance to me during my early visits to the city of Erewhon, which in those days was a magical place in which a train ride towards playing fields and swings and zoos and museums was the chief attraction. But as the years went by, these statues that were at first barely glimpsed became increasingly centre-stage. The idea of. His large hand could barely close around the thick organ, and I longed to have it inside me. He reached down his free hand as he worked his shaft, the hand on his cock now a blur. The bulbous head now glistened with precum as his free hand went between Claire's legs, and I felt her writhing next to me. It seemed like forever before his hand left her and a thick finger slid teasingly along my virgin entrance. I closed my eyes, and allowed myself a soft moan."Mmm, such a tight little slut" he.