I went round the back of the house and let myself in quietly through the kitchen door. The house was a mess; there were a couple of empty bottles of w...ne in the kitchen and a trail of clothes leading towards the stairs. Following the trail I worked out there was more than two people involved. I could recognize my wife's clothes, but also came up with what appeared to​​ be two pairs of men's pants!As I went up the stairs I could hear sounds of a serious fucking, my wife was crying out and was. Positioning myself behind her, i begun to ease my hard length inside of her. For a woman of mature years, her pussy felt so incredibly tight and smooth! inch by inch i eased myself inside of her until finally i was deep inside of her and my pubic hair was nestled tightly against her ass. Slowly i began to fuck her with long slow strokes, junes wetness left a white streak along the length of my cock every time i watched it slide all the way out of her tight hole. After watching my cock slide in. She caught Julian Dunsforth’s gaze and saw him lift an eyebrow in greeting. They’ve yet to say anything to each other. She hoped soon she would get a moment alone with him. Julian was the opposite of Jason. Having come from a middle class background, Julian had worked his way up from the docks to becoming owner to a successful shipping business, which he now owned with his brother. Julian was dark as Jason was fair. ‘I’d like to know what has captivated your attention, Penelope.’ Jason’s low. Ok, I thought, maybe a little TV will get my mind off of my slightly-frightening but very intriguing situation. I fumbled through thechannels settling on some current-event weekend talking-head show. Itried to concentrate but my mind just wandered. Eventually I fell backasleep. When I gently came to the fuzzy image before me was Jess. Shesported that same big smile as the day before. And I realized she wasstroking me as a slept. I can't remember a stroking ever feeling thisgood in my whole.