I absently played with my butt while I relaxed and thought about them both. For some reason, having my fingers in my ass always felt good, even in a w...y that wasn't really sexual. It just relaxed me. I absently masturbated my ass while I thought about my sister and niece, and suddenly an image of Matt fucking Kristie came into my head.That sent a powerful shiver up my spine, and I realized that the thought aroused me incredibly. Then I thought about Matt fucking Sarah, and I just had to start. She then helped Jon undress, both of us eager to see if his cock was bigger than mine.“We can see why you pose for magazines, very impressive,” Mireille purred.At the same time I enjoyed having another naked and very well hung man looking closely at my naked body and my part erection confirmed this.“Now leave us alone. Go and sit and watch. And enjoy,” Mireille instructed.“She is all yours Jon, enjoy while I watch.”There was no mention of me not talking and offering advice while I watched. It flashed through my mind that thecloset seemed to have doubled its length since I firststepped inside. It was an optical illusion of course, musthave been. The mirror set at the far end gave the walk-inan impression of great distance; rows and racks sweepingoff into infinity (then again, the ceilings seemed highertoo, and there were no mirrors mounted up there...).I didn't give these spatial distortions much thought,however. I felt free, deliciously free and uninhibited.Unencumbered by a. I was never able to give her two vagial orgasms during one love making session.In advance we don't talked much about how to start the affair.She told me that she loves only me, but that she needs extra marital sex for physical satisfaction.Just before minutes the meeting occurred, she told me that she felt a thrill of anticipation and butterflies in her stomach.Today I was a spectator and tried to understand what was unfolding in front of my eyes. I tried to be easy-going, but it was somehow.