" "You suck his cock?" I asked, even though I had assumed as much. "Yeah, a lot," he nodded. "After a couple dozen times of him using my mouth while I...became completely addicted to his big cock, his sweet load and his rough treatment, he said I couldn't have it anymore until I brought my wife to him." "You brought her to him?" I asked, even though that was pretty clear. "Yeah," he nodded, "although it sure didn't take much convincing once I showed her a picture of his cock. She was worried. That little nugget of information made me hornier than normal. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle," I said, intending to be anything but. I slid her beige knickers off, and she held her legs together, as if embarrassed. I pushed my hand between them, spreading them. Her bush was thick and greying. I stroked at her lips with my fingers, finding her dry. I raised my hand and licked my fingers, before resuming my ministrations on her. I rubbed at her lips, finally feeling some moistness, her labia. Somehow I knew tonight was going to be different. We walked in the back to the arcade to view a few vids. I went in one booth and he went in the other. I put a few dollars in my machine to start the movies. When the movie came on, it had been on a gay channel. I turned down the volume but left it. I love to watch gay porn. Then I saw a peep hole in the wall between my stall and my buddies. I bent down and looked through. He was watching gay porn and had his cock out jacking off. This. He rattled the chains at her wrists and found they were really locked, not looped play-style. It was the same with the ankle restraints. On his way back up, he licked and kissed high inside her spread thighs. The skin was soft and pliable above the stocking bands. Her thighs would feel good rubbing along the outside of his hips when he buried himself in their saddle. He could smell her arousal. He stripped his clothes off quickly. His discarded garments flew around the room. His cock was stiff.