My wife is gorgeous, if I do say so myself. He also invited up 2 women who were seated with their dates at separate tables and 2 other men who were se...ted together on the same table. I have to admit, he had good taste, as he selected the best looking people in the audience, myself included, if I do say so myself."What are your names and how are you related to each other? " he asked us first"I am Shem, and this is my wife Marisa. " I answered for the both of us. "Oh! You're married. Good. How. It was fantastic. Amazing. My tongue danced with hers. I kissed her with such hunger.I reveled in her pussy's grip.Her hot cunt's massage.My daughter's twat loved me. I savored her pussy's embrace.My orgasm swelled and swelled with every thrust into her cunt. I buried hard and fast into her. I plunged my girl-cock into her while she moved. She gripped me. Our nipples brushed together. I groaned at the zap of lightning down to my cunt.Her tongue danced with mine. She kissed me with such wild. She laughed a girly little laugh.I excused myself, took a small briefcase with me and went to thebathroom.I took off my gloves which revealed my long and dainty fingers. I tookoff the coat as the padding in the shoulders made it made me sweat likea pig.I prepared myself for my weekly ritual.The shaving cream felt chillyagainst my skin.The blade of the razor felt liberating.It was funny. I wondered if men who had a real stubble felt anydiscomfort while shaving? I imagined myself having a coarse. He just pressed on with his quest.I tried to close my legs, clamp them tight together. He was strong... much stronger than me and I felt my legs slowly being prised apart... bit by bit, until they were wide enough for his purpose. He continued to hold my legs apart; he wasn't going to allow me to close them up again. Now all was in slow motion... I can see it now... today just as vividly as it happened. He maneuvered it toward my slit. I saw the head as it pushed the soft lips of my entrance.