”I watch Karl position himself sideways behind her, my eyes feasting on her glorious ass as he takes one ass cheek in each hand as he eases his cock...into her very wet cunt. I feel a mixture of emotions as I watch my wife eagerly take another man’s eleven-inch cock. Anger, jealousy, betrayal perhaps, though sexual pleasure and gratification override these as my wife smiles at me, and the voyeur and exhibitionist in me is enjoying every moment.“So good baby, so good, eleven-inches at last,” she. I am shaking with racing hormones. Finally it is my turn, through the door I go, there are openings on each side of the dimly lit room. some holes have padded steps in front of them ,there are women of all types on their knees seriously giving head to the manhood's being thrust through the openings. The other side of the room are what I call the swings, one can lean over the chrome bar suspended from the ceiling for support whilst placing my ass back against the opening, allowing men to fuck. Once we all grown up we went to a different place for higher studies.And me too went to another town. After few months I went to see my seniors and enquired about them to their mom who all are above 45+ now. I always used to play with one senior close and her mom likes spending time with me from childhood so I didn’t have any attention to her.Then I finally met her before leaving town. It was a long time when I saw her. She is 28-30-34. And I was amazed to see her as a fatty woman.She gained. ” “I'll tell you a secret. This morning when I woke up with Sam in my bed and wanting to fuck me again there was a strident voice in my head yelling 'I fucked my son. That's incest.' But there was another, gentler voice in my head, that I was trying to ignore until you told me why you were jealous, saying 'Yes. At last I've fucked someone other than Phil.', because until last night I had never fucked anyone else. So who else do you want to fuck?” “I don't know. I really do not want to spoil.