She was wearing a tight blue top and a blackish skirt which exposed her thick milky thighs. Outline of her ass and boobs were clearly visible. I was s...aring at them whole ride home. I offered her cold drink and switched on the tv. I went inside to get changed. I put on a t-shirt and a boxer came out and sat beside her on the sofa. I asked her what she wanted to watch. She said whatever I wanted with a very naughty smile. I brought my laptop and shown her the porn folder and asked her to pick. I was in an adult chatroom and I saw that a guy named Tony was looking for someone to take pictures of him and his wife fucking. I quickly answered since they were located about an hour and a half away from me.We chatted briefly in the chatroom then we exchanged phone numbers and talked. His wife, Jody, was 31, petite, small tits and shaved pussy. There was no mention during our telephone conversation of me joining in. We only spoke of me taking pics. We decided that I would come to their house. So why not make him pretend to be my husband, at least for one night.It was afternoon time, and we were done with all our errands. So we stopped at a restaurant for lunch.For the first time after so many years, I was hesitating to say something. Like I was hesitating when I was eighteen and wanted to propose to my boyfriend to marry me. With the stammering hesitation of that same teenage Aishwarya, I spoke to my son.I told Rohit everything about the office problem and the new year party. I gave. “Oh, you are, Tony. God, you feel so hot.”A moment of silence other than the splurging sound of my cock in her fluids and then, “Christ, Tony, I’m coming. I’m coming.”I needed no more impulse than that, and gladly I released into her. Humping and heaving wildly together, our joint cries sent the birds screeching from the trees above us.Connie was the first to speak. In low, breathless tones, she said, “Tony, you were so strong there.”I looked into her face and gave her a smile to tell her that.