I got her a second soft rubbery dildo that she would shove in her mouth so all three holes were filled. During those times she would talk dirty and fa...tasize about a foursome, always three men doing her in round robin, fuck one hole, then move to the next, then move to the next. She also liked to talk about a black masseur she had doing her with me watching. I never told her I would enjoy that but only because it would be so degrading. Most of my fantasies regarding her was about degrading her. He was in his second marriage, to a much younger chick.He was not into masturbation so much until he remarried. He said it helps keep him stay fit and able to perform, that he mostly did it for her. He realized this when he had to travel. He read about the need to ejaculate regularly to stay capable. When he got back home to her, he was just not able to keep up with her unless he stayed regular with his cock during travel. So he made a point to masturbate when he was away. They would do it. Soon after he started rubbing my crotch I got a boner and he clearly noticed that. He opened my zip and slid his hand inside my pants while I was looking right and left trying to hide myself and wishing no one sees this. With his hand in my zip he held my cock through my underwear and started rubbing it and it was feeling awesome, after one or two minute of doing so he slipped his hand inside my underwear through the dick hole that we have in the underwear and he held my bare dick in his hand. His fingers brushed through the spry, dark curls that I kept neatly trimmed in the hopes he would see me. They moved down at an aganozing pace, over my outer lips, spreading them the tiniest of bits. Are you sure? He asked, stopping his hand. I bit my lip and nodded. That was all the invitation he needed to throw whatever worries he had to the wind. I knew I was wet, could feel it seeping out. He dipped his middle and forefinger inside, scooping it up. He spread it over me, slickening me all.